Today's excerpt is from the book we've been previewing The Captain and the Cheerleader. To summarize, so far we know that Susan bet an irritating fellow teacher that she could make head football coach Kurt Deveraux ask her out. He did, and invited her to a party. In today's excerpt Susan and Kurt have arrived at the party, and Kurt made her angry by insinuating that the two of them were lovers. He did this because he didn't want any competition from other single guys.
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.
Last Week:
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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.
Last Week:
They made their way to the end of the barn where Mendoza had set up the refreshment table. She handed Kurt a glass of punch and poured one for herself. “This is good,” she said as she drained her glass. “I can’t identify all of the ingredients, but it tastes good.”
Kurt sipped his own drink. “I think it has tequila in it, so be careful.”
Kurt sipped his own drink. “I think it has tequila in it, so be careful.”
Tequila? She wouldn’t contradict him, but she didn’t taste alcohol at all. Alcohol tasted bad, but this punch was so yummy she might have a second glass.
This week:
The rest of the evening passed in a blur. Susan
couldn’t remember when she’d had such a good
time. The musicians should try for a recording
contract, and the food must have been catered,
especially the punch. It was that good. The people
were nice too. No telling how many new friends she
had made.
The band returned from a break and began a
slow, sensuous song. “Danz with me?” Kurt invited.
He held out his hand.
Susan giggled when his warm fingers closed around hers. How sweet that he had mispronounced the word dance. He led her to the dance floor where he put his arms around her and pulled her against him.
“You shouldn’t hold me so close,” Susan sighed. She laid her head on his shoulder and made no effort to move away from him.
Susan giggled when his warm fingers closed around hers. How sweet that he had mispronounced the word dance. He led her to the dance floor where he put his arms around her and pulled her against him.
“You shouldn’t hold me so close,” Susan sighed. She laid her head on his shoulder and made no effort to move away from him.
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