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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

he knows his limits - Bryce (Scandalous Boys #1) by Natalie Decker

Bryce Matthews doesn’t do the whole nice boyfriend thing. Chocolates and flowers—girls can forget all that. And he certainly doesn’t care about the gossip and rumors that follow him at school and around town. If anything, the talk amuses him. Bryce isn't lacking in confidence. He knows himself and he knows his limits.

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Publication Date: February 23rd, 2016

Bryce Matthews doesn’t do the whole nice boyfriend thing. Chocolates and flowers—girls can forget all that. And he certainly doesn’t care about the gossip and rumors that follow him at school and around town. If anything, the talk amuses him. Bryce isn't lacking in confidence. He knows himself and he knows his limits.

One of those hard limits is Madison Issac. Bryce can never have her, and he's perfectly fine with that. Sometimes the fantasy is better than the reality anyway.

Madison Issac thought she was a pretty good judge of character. But she's surprised at how gentle and comforting resident bad-boy and next-door neighbor Bryce Matthews is when we finds her crying in the park.

Maybe there's more to Bryce than people think? So Madison begins to wonder.

Can a guy like Bryce ever change his ways?
Can a girl like Madison really be into a guy like Bryce?
With hearts and reputations on the line, this kind of love can be scandalous.

EXCERPT




“Holy shit! You like Graham.”
“As a friend,” she lies as she swipes a hand under her eyes.
“Nah. You like him way more than that.” I laugh. I shouldn’t, but damn, I should have seen this coming. All the homework she did and never once denying him a chance to copy, the tests she helped him through if they were in same class, and all the surprise gifts.
She shakes her head as she bolts down the street.
Shit. Should I run after her?
Nah. It’s not like she wants me to. She hates me. Always has. Always will.
So I let her run to her house, which is only four houses away. But I do watch her. I guess it’s the least I can do.
But Madison doesn’t run to her house. She runs to mine. More specifically, my tree house. A decent person would say they were sorry for bringing up a sore subject. I’m not one of those people. Especially when I’m not really sorry. It’s not my fault the girl waited so long to tell Graham how much she liked him. It certainly isn’t my fault her cousin snagged him away. And it also isn’t my fault Graham will probably never look at her as anything more than a good friend and sister type.
But I’m not about to tell her I know how Graham sees her. Girls say they want to know stuff like this all the time, and I’ve fallen for it too often. Truth is, no girl wants to know that the guy they like sees them as nothing more than a friend. Especially if the girl is really holding out for that dude. Yeah, they definitely don’t want to know.
I make my way to my room and watch her from one of my windows.
An hour passes and Mads is still there inside my tree house. So I gather up a couple of blankets and a pillow and head out to the back of my house. Good thing my mom isn’t home, and my dad, shit, he’s barely around much. Not that it matters, but I hate when they’re all up in my business asking me what I’m doing. Then they’ll give me a lecture on how I better not be smoking or doing drugs. It’s basically the same song and dance I get from them every freaking time.
I snatch a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and go out the back door. I can’t believe I’m carting any of this shit out here. What’s wrong with me?
Glutton for punishment, I suppose.
Climbing the ladder to the top, I throw the latch and toss the blankets and pillow inside before I hoist myself in. The wood creaks under my feet as I shut the door and move a chair over it. Mads sniffles in the corner. “Sorry, I shouldn’t be here. I know that.”
“Smalls, I don’t care.” I toss her a blanket and pillow. “I got a water here too.”
She wipes her eyes again and nods. “Thanks.” She looks around the tree house. “I remember it being bigger for some reason.”
“Well, you’re barely four feet; of course everything looks bigger.”
She shoots me a glare and snorts. “Yeah.”
I hand her the water as she fans out a blanket on the floor and lays her head back on my pillow. “I didn’t know how long you planned on staying. Didn’t want you to freeze. We’re supposed to get a cold front tonight.”
She looks over at me with a surprised expression, and I smile. “Yeah, I watch the news.”
“Didn’t think you would.”
“I know. Because I’m heading for a prison in less than a year.”
She props herself up on one elbow. “I didn’t mean it, Bryce. That was out of line. I’m sorry.”
“Eh, it’s cool. I don’t really give a shit what anyone thinks about me.” I wave it off because that’s the truth. I’ve always known she sees me as a low-grade piece of shit. Truth is, most of those times I’ve gotten busted was to save someone else’s hide. Yeah, I’m that idiot.
But it doesn’t matter. Only a few people actually see me as anything else. Everyone else believes I’m a shady character. An asshole. They believe my future will be a four by four with bars. And that’s okay. I know where I’m going to be next year—up in Michigan.


            

About the author:
Natalie Decker is the Author of Rival Love series. She loves oceans, sunsets, sand between her toes, and carefree days. Her imagination is always going, which some find odd. But she believes in seeing the world in a different light at all times. Her first passion for writing started at age twelve when she had to write a poem for English class. However, seventh grade wasn’t her favorite time and books were her source of comfort. She took all college prep classes in High school, and attended the University of Akron. Although she studied Mathematics she never lost her passion for writing or her comfort in books. She’s a mean cook in the kitchen, loves her family and friends and her awesome dog infinity times infinity. If she’s not writing, reading, traveling, hanging out with her family and friends, then she’s off having an adventure. Because Natalie believes in a saying: Your life is your own journey, so make it amazing!


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6 comments:

Marta Vieira said...

Thanks for the giveaway :)

gregory said...

Thanks for competition!

Danielle Merkle said...

Thanks for the giveaway!

Jo-Anne B. said...

Bryce sounds like quite a complex character and very likable even though he tries to hide the nice guy in himself. I like him already.

Elena said...

thank you for the giveaway!

Richard Brandt said...

Sometimes the bad boy makes the best man.