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The guy is trouble. Smoking hot, mysterious, and the last thing I need right now. When I found him on that dusty country road with a broken down motorcycle I should’ve kept driving but instead I stopped. I had to find out who this hot mysterious stranger is and why he showed up in town.

People told me to stay away from him but those dark brooding eyes and that rock hard body have me making every bad decision in the book. Showing up at his house. Inviting him out. Letting him kiss me. All things I shouldn’t have done, but did, and now it’s too late.

I’m falling for him. Falling hard and fast for the guy everyone keeps telling me not to trust. But I trust how I feel and my heart tells me Kyle isn’t as bad as everyone thinks. Then again, I’ve been wrong before. Trusting a man is how I ended up broke and having to drop out of college. Even so, I’m not ready to give up on Kyle. My heart won’t let me.

Road Trouble Book Blurb

Releasing November 6th!
SAGE
Seeing a guy walking alongside a broken-down motorcycle on a deserted country road screams trouble. Bright red warning signs telling you to stay away. So what do I do? Go up and talk to him. Offer him a ride. And when he refuses, I go to the house he’s staying at and try to get to know him.

Maybe not the best decision but I wanted to find out his story, like why he just showed up in this tiny town in the middle of nowhere? Everyone keeps telling me not to trust him but I can’t seem to stay away.

KYLE
The girl won’t leave me alone. At first it pissed me off but now I’m used to her coming over and miss her when she’s not here. She’s smart, beautiful, and too damn nice to be involved with a guy like me. She doesn’t need more trouble, especially after her con artist dad stole all her money. She could’ve found someone better so why the hell did she pick me? Now it’s too late. I love Sage and want a life with her. Problem is, there’s a good chance my life is about to end.

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When Sage, our heroine, sees a guy walking his motorcycle along a dusty country road, she’s intrigued enough to stop. Who is this mysterious stranger? And what’s he doing on a deserted road in the middle of rural Kansas? Find out soon!

ROAD TROUBLE releases in November!

Scene from The Geek and The Goddess

young adult romance“What are you doing?” I ask.

He gives me a confused look. “What do you mean?”

“Why are you sitting up here?”

“Because it’s where I felt like sitting.” He sets his briefcase on the desk and opens it.

“Don’t you want to sit in the back?”

“Not really. Do you?”

“Yeah. I mean, no. Here is fine.”

“Why’d you sit in back for chem?”

“Because it was the only seat left.”

He nudges my arm. “Must be your lucky day.”

“What do you mean?”

“By getting the last seat, you ended up with me as your partner. Just think how jealous everyone is of you.”

I grin at him. “You’re really full of yourself, you know that?”

He takes out his laptop. “I’m just stating the facts.”

And yet I know he’s just kidding. I can tell by that crooked, yet sexy, smile on his face.

“So you’re usually a front rower?” he asks.

“A what?”

“Front rower. Someone who always sits in the front.”

“I guess I am.”

“You don’t know?”

“I’ve never really thought about it.”

“Sure you have. Everyone does. When you walk in a room, you have a decision to make. Front, back, or middle. If you always choose front, then you’re a front rower.”

“Okay, fine, I’m a front rower. What difference does it make?”

“Where you sit says a lot about you.”

The bell rings as people continue to find seats. The teacher waits for them to sit down then says, “Welcome to American History. I’m Mr. Combs. I need to get something from the teacher’s lounge. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Looking over at Wesley, I see him typing on his laptop. He’s good at tuning things out. People are talking all around us, really loud, and yet he’s completely focused on what he’s doing, like he doesn’t even hear them.

I’ll probably regret asking this but I do anyway. “So what does it say about me?”

He stops typing and looks at me. “What are we talking about?”

“Being a front rower. What does it say about me?”

“That you’re smart. That you like to learn. Or it could just mean you have a crush on your teacher. Mr. Combs IS pretty hot.”

I laugh as he goes back to typing.

“So what are you?” I ask. “Also a front rower?”

“I don’t fit in a category. I mix it up. Sometimes the front, sometimes the middle, sometimes the back.”

“You have to have a reason for choosing your seat. You just said everyone has to make a decision when they walk in the room. So how do you decide?”

“I sit wherever the prettiest girl is. If she’s in front, I sit in front.” He says it casually, his eyes on his laptop.

Is he saying I’m the prettiest girl in class? Is he kidding? I’m nowhere near the prettiest, especially today. My hair is even more staticky than normal. And since Wesley made me walk him to class, I didn’t get a chance to stop in the bathroom to run a dryer sheet through my hair, so now it keeps sticking to my face.

“What’s taking the teacher so long?” I ask, pretending I didn’t hear Wesley’s comment. I’m not comfortable with compliments, if that’s what he meant it to be. Or maybe he was just joking. It’s hard to tell with him.

“You don’t believe me,” he says as he takes off his blazer.

What is with this guy? Does he have a mind reading program on that laptop of his? He always seems to know what I’m thinking.

Choosing not to respond, I open my history book and pretend to read.

Then suddenly, I feel a rush of warm breath by my ear as he says in a low voice, “You’re definitely the prettiest.”
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People always say they wish they could predict the future. But not me. I already know my future. I’m going to lose my sight. I don’t know exactly when, but it’s going to happen. And it’s the reason I’ll never fall in love.

At least that’s what I thought. Until one day a guy walks into my chem class and changes all that.

I thought for sure he’d avoid me after he saw how people at school treat me. The teasing. The nicknames. Just being seen with me is enough to ruin his reputation, yet this guy still wanted to date me. And he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

That’s how it began. How it ended is not at all what I expected. Ours is an unlikely love story.