Blurb:
Susan English can’t stand Robin Lanford! She’s so full of herself she irritates everyone on the faculty of Fairfield High. When Robin bets Susan fifty dollars that she can’t get a date with Kurt Deveraux, the head football coach, Susan jumps at the chance to put the little heifer in her place. She had no idea that teaching Robin a lesson would irrevocably change her life, strain treasured friendships, and throw two families into chaos.
Susan got her date by giving him a football play developed by her father a former football coach. He called and invited her to a party. In this excerpt he has arrived to pick her up.
Kurt parked in front of Susan’s house and paused for a look before he got out of the car. Her small
home was made of red brick just like most of the
other houses in the well-maintained neighborhood.
Judging by the style, the house had probably been
built in the late fifties or early sixties.
But after she admitted him, the interior looked nothing like he had expected. She had removed some interior walls to create an open floor plan, and the back side of the house had big, new windows that would let in lots of light. The skylight was awesome. If you turned off the lights, you’d be able to see the stars shining against the night sky. Susan had decorated the house in soothing neutrals, but splashes of red scattered around the room kept the decor from looking bland.
This open, airy space looked nothing like his small, cramped bachelor apartment furnished with his mother’s castoff furniture. “This is a great house, Susan.”
She beamed at him. “Thanks. I did most of the design myself, but my brother and my dad helped do the actual remodeling.”
“So they live around here?” asked Kurt as Susan indicated he should take a seat on the sofa.
She nodded. “My parents live just outside town on the old Whitaker place. They bought it a few years ago after they moved here from Arizona.”
“Did you grow up in Arizona?”
But after she admitted him, the interior looked nothing like he had expected. She had removed some interior walls to create an open floor plan, and the back side of the house had big, new windows that would let in lots of light. The skylight was awesome. If you turned off the lights, you’d be able to see the stars shining against the night sky. Susan had decorated the house in soothing neutrals, but splashes of red scattered around the room kept the decor from looking bland.
This open, airy space looked nothing like his small, cramped bachelor apartment furnished with his mother’s castoff furniture. “This is a great house, Susan.”
She beamed at him. “Thanks. I did most of the design myself, but my brother and my dad helped do the actual remodeling.”
“So they live around here?” asked Kurt as Susan indicated he should take a seat on the sofa.
She nodded. “My parents live just outside town on the old Whitaker place. They bought it a few years ago after they moved here from Arizona.”
“Did you grow up in Arizona?”
The faint scent of flowers drifted toward Kurt
when she sat down beside him. “Yes, but I bragged
so much about Fairfield, Mom and Dad decided to
pull up stakes and move here themselves. I was
thrilled to have them nearby. I wouldn’t have left
Arizona if I could have found the right job there,
but I had a mental picture in mind, and I found it
here.”
“I’m glad you did,” he said.
Susan smiled again and made his heart beat a little faster. Man, she was pretty! Her honey blonde hair gleamed under the overhead lights. She wore it short, and it looked so cute with the ends turned under. Was she wearing contacts? If not, she had the most vivid blue eyes he’d ever seen. What word would describe her skin? Maybe velvet would do. Yeah, velvet the color of the palest pink in a seashell. She was tall too, maybe five nine, with great legs and a bottom that had the sexiest curve he had seen in a long time.
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“I’m glad you did,” he said.
Susan smiled again and made his heart beat a little faster. Man, she was pretty! Her honey blonde hair gleamed under the overhead lights. She wore it short, and it looked so cute with the ends turned under. Was she wearing contacts? If not, she had the most vivid blue eyes he’d ever seen. What word would describe her skin? Maybe velvet would do. Yeah, velvet the color of the palest pink in a seashell. She was tall too, maybe five nine, with great legs and a bottom that had the sexiest curve he had seen in a long time.
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