With every new story, I fall in love all over again. This is one of those stories I have been excited to write for so long! Kristen is one of those characters that I just love. That I cheer for and want to see happy.
Zane is her counterpart. He’s that wounded soul that you know buries himself under a mask of who he wants you to think he is.
I can see this story being a new favorite of mine. Hopefully you feel the same way!
I don’t have a preorder ready for this yet. I’m hoping to have it done and released the end of June, but I have another project (that I’ll talk more about next week) to finish before I can work on this one. It’s coming though!
Excerpt from Fake It Till You Break It
”Come on, Kristen. You know we’d be good together. We should just go out and bump uglies.”
Kristen scoffed at him. She whirled on her heel and got right in his face. She could see the humor in his eyes. He was trying to piss her off, get a reaction out of her. It pissed her off that she was rising to his taunts. Then again, that’s exactly what their relationship was. He made her mad and she told him off.
It was the only way she could survive him.
She tilted her head to the side and grinned up at him, trying not to be affected by the light in his eyes. She let her own eyes spark before she put him in his place. “There is nothing ugly about my vagina.”
Zane laughed, loud and deep. He rested his hand on his flat stomach, drawing Kristen’s eyes to his tight muscles. Her eyes drifted from there down, following the vee his muscles created until they disappeared beneath his neon green swim trunks, still wet and clinging to his body.
There was definitely a bulge in his shorts, a sure sign of a sizable cock. Staying celibate was testing Kristen’s resolve. She licked her lips unconsciously and heard him snicker.
Her eyes snapped back up to his. He was watching her, a smirk on his face. “See something you want?”
Kristen rolled her eyes and huffed before she spun and walked away. Her face heated because he was totally right. She wanted him. It was getting harder and harder to resist him. He was sneaking in past her defenses when she wasn’t paying attention and she’d actually come to like him.
Which meant she was in big trouble.
“How about we bump pretties then?” he shouted after her.
She couldn’t help the grin that split her face. Kristen shook her head, knowing he was watching her. It didn’t matter what he did or what he said, he was definitely getting to her. She wanted to turn back and jump into his arms and do exactly what he was suggesting, but she couldn’t. She promised herself she would stay away from men for the summer.
Besides, Zane was only interested in sex.
Kristen had enough of sex with no emotion. So much that she was fairly certain she broke something. Certainly not her heart. Maybe her spirit?
Her mom was wrong. Or maybe just Kristen was. She couldn’t fake it any more. She never made it, she just broke it.