Blurb
Susan wants Ethan, and Chris wants Sue.
Drawn to Ethan and intrigued by Chris, Susan Miller finds herself caught between identical twin brothers who attend the same school as she does. This should work out wonderfully in her favor. The only problem in that awkward triangle: Chris wants Susan for the completely wrong reasons.
Nothing like his obliging and sweet brother, Chris Donovan has trouble written all over him. He changes his girls like other guys change their t-shirts, and his next trophy on his little black list is Susan. Frankly, that’s the last thing she wants, but for some reason she can’t explain, she finds herself responding to all the goodnight texts and other cheeky messages Chris sends her.
The guy has a way of getting under her skin like no one ever has before.
How long until she falls for his smooth charm and gets herself into more trouble than she can possibly handle?
Excerpt
It was a good
thing their guys came along just then and pulled the girls away. I headed for
Science all by myself. Only, I didn’t walk alone for long. As I rounded the
corner, someone draped his arm casually around my shoulders and said, “Hey,
Sue.”
Looking up, I
found a beautiful set of blue eyes trained on me. My smile was inevitable, but
already the next instant I stiffened in wariness. Careful, Susan, I told myself. So with a distrustful frown, I
asked, “And you are…”
“Chris.” He
rolled his eyes as if tired of me not being able to keep him and his brother
apart.
Heck, how could
I? It was like trying to tell one grain of sugar from the next. Impossible.
“What do you
want, Chris?” I snapped, not bothering to hide my disappointment about walking
through the hallway with the wrong guy by my side. And to make my point clear,
I picked his hand up with two fingers and removed his arm from my shoulders.
Instantly, Chris
slid in front of me and blocked my way. He leaned against the metal door of a
locker and folded his arms. Sporting a black leather jacket and ragged jeans,
he didn’t look like a Peanut one bit,
so maybe that was the way to keep them apart. From now on, I’d pay a lot more
attention to their clothes. Hopefully the times of being fooled would be over.
“I’m curious,”
he said with a smirk that rendered me speechless for a second.
Uh oh.
One look at his face, and I knew he was trouble. I got that bad feeling deep
down in my gut, almost like when you’re facing a Rottweiler and you know it’s
going to bite you at your next move. Maybe it was just his black leather
jacket, though.
He tilted his
head, locking gazes with me. “Did you and Ethan kiss yesterday?”
“Keep your drool
in, Spike,” I managed to say after I figured out how to function my vocal cords
again. “What happens between your brother and me isn’t any of your business.”
Chris only
laughed at that. “I knew it. He didn’t have the guts to kiss you.”
What the hell
was that supposed to mean? The longer I stared at Chris’ face, the more he got
on my nerves, so I decided not to question that last comment but pushed past
him, brushing against his shoulder with mine.
“Have a nice
day, little Sue,” he cooed after me, and I was once again tempted to flip him
off over my shoulder. Ah, why actually not? My middle finger was the last thing
he saw of me before I rounded the corner.
About the Author
The quick-and-dirty:
I’m a girl with a passion for writing.
The genres you’ll find me hanging out at are contemporary and paranormal YA, but I’m also snooping into some adult paranormal right now. All of them romances…of course.
The nitty-gritty:
I’m an Austrian lass—totally uncomplicated and up to anything fun.
I grew up in Vienna, not by free will but because my parents decided to move there when I was only 4 years old. I. Hated. The. City. Everything about it. So right after graduation I moved back to Upper Austria, where I settled down with a nice husband and an awesome laptop.
I’ve been a storyteller all my life. Already in kindergarten, I came up with the most exotic fantasies and tales. My teacher would call me a liar. I call it the cornerstone of my writing career.
People always told me you can’t make a living with being an author. So when my first novella PLAY WITH ME came out and shot straight to the stars within the first week, I was totally dumbstruck. Took me a while to realize what was happening, LOL.
And the personal stuff:
At the (awesome) age of seventeen, I met the love of my life. But he was a playboy, and I was so not going to be his next trophy. It took him another four years of fighting for me until I finally decided to give that “couple-thing” with him a shot. I’m now married to this man. ;-)
We have an eleven-year-old son, and together we travel a lot…although I sometimes wish the trips were shorter because I can’t wait to get back to my laptop and my many stories. Unless we’re in Disneyland. No stress to go home then…
If you still want to know more about me, my FAQ page is the right address for you. ;-)
http://annakatmore.com/faq/
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