Andrew West is done being the nice guy. After a marriage proposal gone wrong, he's started over in a new city and he's never risking his heart again.
Becca Collins is done being the bad girl. After quitting the band she played bass for, she's going to prove to her family that she's really changed.
Published: December 1st, 2015
She’s trying to be good. He loves it when she’s bad.
Andrew West is done being the nice guy. After a marriage proposal gone wrong, he's started over in a new city and he's never risking his heart again.
Becca Collins is done being the bad girl. After quitting the band she played bass for, she's going to prove to her family that she's really changed.
When Becca's dumped by her boyfriend and fired from her job on Christmas Eve, all seems lost, until she runs into a former one night stand--Andrew. To impress her parents, Becca convinces him to pretend to be her perfect boyfriend for their holiday dinner.
After Andrew shows Becca he's all bad boy in the bedroom, neither wants to pretend anymore. But when Becca's invited to rejoin her band for a show and Andrew's forced to face his ex, they both wonder if they're ready to take a leap again--or if they're doomed to fail in life and love a second time.
EXCERPT
When we passed through the archway, Trish yelled, “Stop!”
We froze. Everyone’s eyes were on us, and Hannah was giggling. That couldn’t be good.
“You’re under the mistletoe,” Trish said, pointing to the little red and green plant hanging above our heads. “You know the rules. You have to kiss.”
“You did that on purpose,” Becca said, narrowing her eyes.
Trish grinned, wearing the same naughty look I’d seen on her sister before. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Well, it is tradition,” I said, giving Becca a smile. She was the one who wanted us to pretend, after all.
“Kiss him!” Becca’s mother called from where she was watching in the hallway. The others joined in, too, making it a chant. “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”
“Fine,” Becca said. “One kiss.”
I slid my hands around Becca’s waist, keeping the pressure light. She moved closer to me, fitting into my arms, and gave me a quick kiss. Even that slight touch of her lips drove me crazy, and I was tempted to steal another, longer kiss from her.
“That’s it?” Evelyn asked.
“Yeah, not sure that even counts as a kiss,” Trish said.
Becca groaned, but I could tell by the way she leaned into me that she was enjoying being in my arms. I took her chin and directed her gaze back at me. “Guess they want a show.”
I cupped her cheek, and this time I kissed her nice and slow, teasing her lips apart. Her eyes fluttered shut and her hands clutched my arms as I slipped my tongue inside, just a tiny bit, just enough to make her want more. Because now that I’d tasted Becca again, I knew there would be more.
I could kiss her all night long, but not in front of her family. So when they hooted and whooped and whistled, I forced myself to pull away, smiling down at Becca.
Her breathing was faster, her eyes dazed, her lips still parted like an invitation. I brushed my mouth against the side of her head, whispering, “You can have more later if you’d like.” From the way her fingers tightened on my arms, I had a feeling the answer was yes.
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Elizabeth Briggs is a full-time geek who writes books for teens and adults. She graduated from UCLA with a degree in Sociology, currently mentors teens in writing, and volunteers with a dog rescue group. She's the author of the Chasing The Dream romance series and the upcoming young adult novel Future Shock. Elizabeth lives in Los Angeles with her husband and a pack of fluffy dogs.
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