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 unfortunately both of them have had a little too much to drink. Okay, a whole lot to drink. Too much to drive home, in fact.
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:
Susan never even thought of calling someone to come and pick them up. She and Kurt allowed Mrs. Mendoza to lead them into her house where she showed them to a bedroom. Like Susan, she too had a hard time speaking around her giggles. “The bathroom is down the hall. If you need anything just call.”
When she left them alone, it finally occurred to Susan that she expected them to share a bed. “I can’t stand uh, stay here, Kurt. There’s only one bed.”
When she left them alone, it finally occurred to Susan that she expected them to share a bed. “I can’t stand uh, stay here, Kurt. There’s only one bed.”
“They think we’re lovers, remember? We’ll just share the bed. It’ll be fine.”
This week:
His reasoning seemed slightly off kilter, but darn
it, she couldn’t figure out exactly why. “Okay, but I
have to go to the bathroom first.”
When she got back, Kurt made a trip to the bathroom. By the time he returned Susan had thrown her clothes across a chair and got in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin.
She yawned. “You’d better hurry when you get undressed. It’s cold in here.”
When she got back, Kurt made a trip to the bathroom. By the time he returned Susan had thrown her clothes across a chair and got in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin.
She yawned. “You’d better hurry when you get undressed. It’s cold in here.”
He turned his back to her and removed his shirt,
shoes, and jeans, a process Susan watched with
interest. “Golly, you’ve got great shoulders! I
no...no...noticed it when we danced together.”
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