Enter Gray Langley. His year-long crush on Claire's friend Lindsey has made him desperate enough to ask Claire for help. Hesitant at first, Claire agrees--anything to get rid of Lindsey's current evil boyfriend. But as Claire and Gray plot together, an attraction develops, and now she must decide if being with Gray is worth the pain that will come from confronting her parents with the reasons for her vow.
The doorbell rang. I started to get up, but remembered Mom was down there with Jack. I went back to the novel I was reading.
But then her voice came ringing up the stairs. "Claire, you have company!"
Uh-oh. I jumped up. Grayson. Or Gray. Was it already eleven o'clock? I'd completely lost track of time. "Coming," I yelled.
I yanked on a pair of shorts, brushed ginger cookie crumbs off my T-shirt, then went to the mirror to make sure there were none in my teeth. I tried to smooth down my hair, but I had serious bedhead, so I pulled it into a ponytail. I didn't even have makeup on. But whatever. He was here for advice, not to take me out. That wasn't even an option, anyway.
I jogged downstairs, figuring I shouldn't leave him in my mother's clutches any longer than necessary. She could get someone's life history in about three minutes. I peeked around the kitchen doorway. Gray sat at the kitchen table next to Baby Jack in his highchair. My mom was putting the iced tea pitcher back in the fridge.
Gray wore basketball shorts, a Notre Dame T-shirt, and flip-flops. His dark blond sun- streaked hair poked out in different places. I'd never seen it like that. In fact, it hit me he was really tan. Normal, of course, for the summer, but I hadn't realized he was such an outdoorsy guy.
Oh, yeah. And I write. Kissing books. Or at least books that include kissing. Hope you enjoy them!
1 comments:
congrats to Patricia on the new release!!! This sounds like a lot of fun :)
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