Finding Perfect
by Kendra C. Highley
Published by: Entangled Crush
Publication date: September 14th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance,
by Kendra C. Highley
Published by: Entangled Crush
Publication date: September 14th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance,
For “Perfect Paige” Westfeld, today is “D” Day. As in, she just got
one on her calculus test. With her dreams of Stanford, her reputation,
and her parents’ expectations at stake, Paige needs to find a way to
save face before everything she’s worked for goes up in flames.
Ben Franklin (yes, he’s related) is from the wrong side of town, with the wrong clothes and the wrong kind of life. He also knows an opportunity when he sees one, and he’ll be happy to tutor Paige—if she makes him into the kind of guy her best friend, the hottest girl in school, will date.
It’s the perfect arrangement. And Paige is determined not even the inconvenient—and utterly imperfect—attraction simmering between her and Ben will ruin it…
Ben Franklin (yes, he’s related) is from the wrong side of town, with the wrong clothes and the wrong kind of life. He also knows an opportunity when he sees one, and he’ll be happy to tutor Paige—if she makes him into the kind of guy her best friend, the hottest girl in school, will date.
It’s the perfect arrangement. And Paige is determined not even the inconvenient—and utterly imperfect—attraction simmering between her and Ben will ruin it…
Ben
rocked from foot to foot, then said, “Want to come in? I mean, it’s
not much, but—”
“I’d
love to!” she answered in a rush, before he could change his mind.
He raised an eyebrow and Paige almost laughed—he and Zoey could
play Eyebrow Battle Royale when they went out. A wave of cold washed
over her. She had to stop thinking about how this would all end,
otherwise she’d make herself sick. “Well, are we going in or
not?”
Looking
nervous, he let her in a side door near the carport. The first thing
she noticed was the house smelled like… “Brownies? You have
brownies? For real? Where are they? Can I have some?”
He
hung his keys on a hook by the door and turned to her, smiling. “My
mom usually cooks stuff before she goes to work. We can go look.”
They
went through a tiny utility room—more like a hallway—into a
small, clean kitchen. The rest of the room, because it was all one
room, had a little dining table and a living area with a sofa and a
TV. Paige took all that in with one quick glance, then zeroed in on
the baking pan on the range. Speechless, she merely pointed and gave
Ben a single, pleading look.
By
now he was laughing. “If I’d known you had a brownie fetish, I
wouldn’t have worried so much about bringing you home.”
He
pulled the foil off the pan and cut her a big square. The first bite
was heaven. “Ohhhh my God. Mmmm.”
“Okay,
so fetish was the right word. You sound a little like a porn
soundtrack.” He cut a brownie for himself. “What, you don’t eat
brownies at your house?”
“No.”
She had to eat another bite before explaining further. Heavenly bliss
on a napkin. “My mother, in addition to being randomly rude—I’m
so sorry for the way she acted, by the way, because she was a total
bitch. No idea what her problem was. Anyway, she’s a health fiend,
and an all-organic champion. No junk food is allowed in the house.
When Mom bakes, it’s low-fat, gluten-free, and non-GMO. She
wouldn’t even let me buy something good at my own bake sale today.
I have to buy candy bars on the way to school and hoard them in my
locker if I want a fix.”
“Wow…that
sucks,” he said emphatically before popping the rest of his brownie
in his mouth.
She
nodded, too drunk on chocolate to bother answering.
His
expression softened, and he reached out to brush her cheek. Goose
bumps covered her arms and she gulped down her brownie. “What is
it?”
He
leaned forward, looking down into her eyes, before smiling. “Crumb
on your cheek.”
She
flushed head to toe, not sure if she was embarrassed or something
else. Good God, she needed some air. Their faces were inches apart.
All she’d have to do was lean forward and tilt her mouth up and
they’d kiss. Would that bother him? Scare him off? He swayed closer
to her and his hand drifted from her face to her shoulder.
No,
to hell with worrying about it. She wanted him to kiss her. She
turned her face up to his, and their lips were a breath away from
touching. He stared down at her, mouth slightly open, and any second
now, any second and he would kiss her. Any second…
Kendra
C. Highley lives in north Texas with her husband and two children. She
also serves as staff to four self-important cats. This, according to
the cats, is her most crucial job. She believes chocolate is a basic
human right, running a 10k is harder than it sounds, and that everyone
should learn to drive a stick-shift. She loves monsters, vacations,
baking and listening to bad electronica.
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