They say there is a thin line between love and hate.
This is what happens when that line is crossed.
College freshman Olivia Montgomery is thrilled at the chance to start over, escape the rumors that plagued her in high school. And she can finally put her juvenile crush, Zachary Pearson, where he belongs—in her past. Then her unrequited love strolls into her French class, shattering Olivia’s newfound peace, and the feelings she’d thought buried for good come rushing back. Now she can’t shake her unwanted attraction to the one guy who can twist her stomach into knots with just a smile…but has never given her the time of day.
Zach’s good looks may have always gotten him his pick of girls, but it’s the star quarterback’s skill on the football field that gives him his pick of the Big Ten colleges. To escape the crushing demands of his win-at-all-costs father, Zach opts for a private university in upstate New York where…his present and past collide. And the one girl he’s always wanted but can’t have—and a class trip to Paris—turn out to be the ultimate game changer that has him breaking every one of his rules.
Seconds after Rebecca disappears around the corner, I feel a presence behind me. Like right behind me.
I turn, expecting to see Scott, who I'm sure is eager to offer an explanation to what I'd just witnessed. I couldn't have been more wrong. The guy hovering behind me is none other than Zach, his expression just as grim as when I saw him minutes ago. Scratch that, grimmer.
I actually take a step back, I'm so shocked to see him this close, and bump into the wall behind me. Zach takes a step closer and braces his forearm, exactly the way Scott had done, on the wall at the side of my head. He bends his head so his mouth is near my ear. I drag in a breath of air and with it the subtlety of his cologne and warm male skin. Being this close to him after so many weeks is like a kick of excelsior.
"Who's the guy?" he asks, his voice a low rumble in my ear.
It takes everything in me not to shiver as the sound vibrates down my spine.
His mouth kicks up at the corner into a smirk.
His tone is so obviously disbelieving, now it requires Herculean self-control not to smack him even though I miss him so much my heart hurts.
"Anyway," he continues, his eyes narrowing and growing hard as flint as he stares down at me. "Here's the thing. If you're trying to make me jealous, you're wasting your time. I wouldn't want you to put yourself out too much tonight, so remember that and go easy on the guy, 'kay?"
Raising his head, he flashes me a tight, icy smile and pushes off the wall as he continues to hold my gaze. In his final gesture of arrogance, he runs the back of his index finger gently down my cheek while his jaw ticks. "Have a nice evening, Liv." With that, he turns and saunters back down the hall.
About the Author
Beverley discovered her love of books while growing up in Ontario, Canada. With her love of books and romance, she always wished that everyone would find their happily ever after. She currently writes sexy historical, new adult and contemporary romances.
As the mother of one too bright and mischievous young boy, she pulls full-time duty on all fronts. When she's not writing full-time or mothering, she's probably reading or knitting and dreaming of a time when she'll have time for her favorite hobbies: crocheting and sewing.
Beverley has lived on two continents, in three countries, two provinces, and four states. She stopped her nomadic existence and settled in the southeast. All things artistic feed her creative passion, but none more than writing. Readers can visit her at: beverleykendall.com.