Tiffany King is a lifelong reading fanatic who is now living her dream as a writer, weaving Young Adult and New Adult romance tales for others to enjoy. She has a loving husband and two wonderful kids. (Five, if you count her three spoiled cats). Her addictions include: Her iPhone and iPad, chocolate, Diet Coke, chocolate, Harry Potter, chocolate, zombies and her favorite TV shows. Want to know what they are? Just ask.
Back-to-school shopping sucks balls.
No other way to dice it. I'm not sure how Mom handled it all those years, especially the year Dan and I were both in junior high and total a-holes. We'd given her so much grief trying on jeans she'd threatened to send us to the car, saying she'd finish the shopping alone. We both balked at the idea until she started thumbing through a stack of skintight purple jeans for emphasis. Needless to say we both shaped up after that.
In hindsight, I now realize those were the easy years. Back-to-school shopping as a college student is a whole new realm of hell. Forget about the nonsense stuff like paper and pens. It's the hunt for classes and textbooks that make college life a re-enactment of the Hunger Games. Obviously college is survival of the smartest and most organized.
Sure, I probably should have registered for classes earlier. Maybe signing up when I first got the reminder email would have been the smart thing to do, but the thought of chaining myself to the computer when I could be working on my passing game was laughable. I figured I'd get the classes I wanted, no sweat. I was a complete moron.
A bead of sweat rolls down my forehead. I am royally screwed. I will be taking butt-crack-of-dawn classes for an entire semester. I glare at the laptop perched on my knees, wondering how it would look tossed out the window. Irrationally I blame it for the total lack of classes I need.
"Hey, babe." Kat interrupts me before I can test my theory of tossing the computer out the window. "What are you doing?"
"Contemplating if this computer would look good as a hood ornament." I chuckle, though it is more of a groan. "I waited too long to sign up for classes. I'll be taking the bottom-of-the-barrel crap."
"I'm sure we have room in my Interpreting Art Through the Ages class. You can volunteer as one of the nude models," she teases.
"I definitely have the pecs for it." I puff out my chest for emphasis. "You'll have to beat all the other girls off of me with a stick."
"Oh really? You're awfully confident. You might have to take your shirt off for me to make a more accurate assessment." Kat's eyes dance with mirth, momentarily distracting me. Seeing her like this still does weird things to all the major players in my body. It feels like I've waited a lifetime to see her this happy again.
"Are you trying to get me naked?" I quip, setting my computer on the table.
"And they say football players aren't smart," she teases, tugging me closer until I am sprawled on top of her.
"Is that a dumb jock joke?" I ask, trailing my fingers down her side, knowing exactly where to tickle her.
"Stop," she gasps, giggling uncontrollably as she squirms beneath me.
Her giggles abruptly cut off as awareness hits us both. I move my hands until they bracket either side of her on the couch, holding her in place. I lean in close.
"I thought you were signing up for classes," she says, biting her lip as my mouth moves closer to hers.
"I'm sure I'll find something," I answer huskily before sealing my lips against hers.
How bad could butt-crack-of-dawn classes really be?
From Tiffany King, USA Today Bestselling Author of A Shattered Moment, comes book 2 in the Fractured Lives Series.A Shattered Heart is the story of Kathleen "Kat" Darby who discovers that although you can run away, you can never escape the ghosts from your past.Physically, Kat Darby walked away relatively unscathed from the tragic car accident on the night of her high school graduation. Emotionally, her scars run much deeper from the loss of two of her best friends and her longtime boyfriend, Dan. Unable to face the constant reminders of the person she thought she would love forever, Kat leaves for twelve months to study art in France before returning home to start her life again.Life in Florida proves more difficult than Kat anticipated with remnants of the accident still lingering. The only solace she can find is in her love for art until she runs into Brian, the younger brother of her deceased former boyfriend. Finding they can lean on eachother, Kat and Brian find comfort in their emotional common bond. When an unexpected romance develops, Kat must decide if she is willing to face the ghosts from her past in order to love again.Purchase: | Amazon |
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