College of Charleston series, #2
Kate L. Mary
NA Contemporary Romance
College is supposed to be fun…
Go to parties
Pick up guys
Maybe get in a little trouble
On the surface Cami is your average, wild teenager out to have a good time, but inside she’s struggling. Almost a year ago her best friend was in a car accident, an accident Cami feels responsible for. Since then, she’s made it her personal mission to experience everything life has to offer, both for herself and for Julie, who will never have fun again.
Then she meets Liam, her cousin’s sexy roommate. Hooking up with a hot British dude seems like the perfect way to start off the school year, but the more time she spends with him, the more she finds herself actually liking the guy. Which totally screws up her plans to live life with no regrets…
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By the time Friday rolled around I had talked myself into believing the whole thing with Liam was nothing serious. He’d invited me over to his place because Ryan had a date, which I took to mean he wanted to be alone with me. In my head, I was kind of picturing the evening being more like a booty call. We’d enjoy a quick romp in the sack while Ryan was out on his date, then order a pizza. Maybe go for round two if we had time.
That wasn’t exactly what happened, though.
When I got there, Liam answered the door with a big smile on his face and a dozen pink roses in his hand. It was adorable and definitely made my heart skip so many times I wondered if it was playing jump rope. He’d really thrown me off my game.
“Wow,” I said, taking the bundle of roses and giving them a sniff. “I wasn’t expecting flowers.”
“I noticed your mobile case was pink, so I thought you’d like the color.”
Okay, so maybe it was a little cliché, but pink was my favorite color. And the fact that Liam had noticed was so sweet I found it difficult to speak. Which for me meant a lot. It also made him about a million times hotter, and made me want him about a billion times more. Go figure.
Liam held the door open so I could go inside. He didn’t even make a move to kiss me, which totally blew because at that moment I was imagining sucking on his bottom lip.
The guys didn’t have a table in their apartment, which was why I’d kind of figured Liam and I would be lying naked in bed with a box of pizza between us. There was, however, a small bar between the living room and kitchen. That’s where Liam had set out two plates and two wineglasses, along with a bottle of what appeared to be champagne. He even had a candle lit. And the apartment smelled a-maz-ing!
“Did you cook?” I asked, standing in front of the bar with my mouth hanging open.
I’d never had a guy buy me flowers before, and I definitely hadn’t thought for a second Liam would. Plus, he’d actually cooked. For me. It was like his body had been taken over by pod people.
“Of course.” He grinned and picked up the bottle of champagne. “I invited you over for dinner. What did you expect, pizza?”
Liam laughed and ripped the foil off the bottle. He turned it away from me while he worked on getting the cork out. The pop was so loud it made me jump, and the cork flew about three feet through the air before hitting the kitchen cabinet. I was kind of wishing he had aimed at me. Right at my head. Maybe the jolt would have helped me make sense of the situation, because I was totally confused.
Liam filled the glasses and handed me one. “We have about fifteen minutes before dinner is ready.”
I stared at the champagne in my hand and frowned. “You know you don’t have to get me drunk, right?”
“What are talking about?” He paused with his glass halfway to his lips.
Liam looked hurt, which made me feel like a total bitch. He’d gone to so much trouble with the whole thing, but I couldn’t even enjoy it because all I was thinking about was jumping his bones. Yeah, I was being a mega bitch.
“I’m kidding.” I forced out a smile and held up the glass. “This is awesome. Thanks!”
He relaxed and returned the smile, and we clinked our glasses together.
Even though I didn’t get the booty call I’d been hoping for, the night was pretty sweet. Liam turned out to be a really good cook. He’d made spaghetti, which didn’t sound like a big deal until he revealed he’d made his own sauce. Color me impressed. Plus, he’d made the meatballs too.
I was pretty full after stuffing my face full of Italian food, so I couldn’t eat dessert right away. Cheesecake drizzled with caramel, chocolate, and chopped pecans. Where the hell did this guy come from? While we waited for our food to digest, we sat in the living room and talked.
“So you mentioned you have a sister. Any other siblings?” I asked, sipping the champagne. The bubbles tickled my lips and made me giggle.
“Just the sister,” he said. “Half sister, really. We have different dads. My mum was married to Elisabeth’s dad for about ten years. They split up, but he’s still around. Treats me like a son too.”
“What about your biological father? Does he live in England?”
“No, actually. He lives in the States, which is why I’m here.”
He took a drink of his own champagne while he studied me. I got the feeling he didn’t talk about his dad a whole lot and he was debating whether or not to tell me more. I honestly wasn’t sure how much I wanted him to share. I was really starting to like Liam—like him like him—and I was afraid if I got too attached, it would thwart some of my wilder plans for college life. I couldn’t really pick up guys in bars and go home with them if I was in a relationship.
Plus, I’d promised Julie I wouldn’t settle down until I was a hundred years old. At least.
Liam must have decided I was worth making himself vulnerable, because he said, “He has a place here, actually.”
“Really? In Charleston?” It was a bit of a surprise since he hadn’t mentioned it before, but it explained why he was here. Kind of. He did say his dad was a jerk.
Liam nodded. “Isle of Palms. You remember the beach house the frat party was at?”
Was he kidding? How could I forget the beach house? Not only was it pretty much the nicest and most expensive building I’d ever set foot in, we’d shared a pretty amazing moment in that upstairs bedroom. Just thinking about it made my body shiver with pleasure.
I put my hand on his leg and smiled up at him. “I remember very specific things about the beach house.”
“You did seem to have a pretty brilliant time.” Liam flashed me a lopsided grin that showed off those adorably crooked teeth of his. God, was I glad his mom never got him braces.
“It wasn’t nearly enough, trust me.” I ran my fingers gently up his thigh.
Liam cleared his throat and shifted his whole body until he was sitting almost out of my reach. My hand was still on his knee at least. “You know you’re making it bloody difficult for me to turn over a new leaf, right?”
“I like your old leaf,” I said, flashing him a pout.
“Right.” Liam chuckled and shook his head. “That house belongs to my dad.”
My hand froze on his leg. There weren’t many things that could have distracted me from all the dirty thoughts going through my head, but that was definitely one of them.
“Your dad owns that mansion on the beach?”
“He may be a tosser, but he happens to be a very rich tosser. He’s why I came here, really. He threw my mum money over the years, but it wasn’t much. She couldn’t pay for me to go to uni, and it was either beg my dad for the money or work my own way through. I really wanted to tell him to sod off, but I felt like he owed me. Anyway, he agreed to pay my way, but only if I came here. Said he wanted to get to know me. Maybe he’s gone soft in his old age, I don’t know. Whatever the reason, I saw it as my only option.”
“So he’s not a total tosser then?” I loved all the British slang, so was sure to emphasize the word.
Liam chuckled again. “No, I guess he’s not a total tosser.”
I mulled the whole thing over as I emptied my glass. Liam wanted to turn over a new leaf. His dad was a prick and he didn’t want to be that way, which I could understand and even respect. But what did that mean for us? He’d made me dinner, bought me flowers, and opened up to me all in one night. It was starting to feel dangerously close to girlfriend territory.
Which was something I was going to have to get a handle on real soon.
I set my glass on the table, then took his and did the same. He eyed me as I scooted closer to him, as if he was afraid I was going to attack. Of course, he was right to be concerned. I was going to attack, and I wanted things to go my way for a change.
I leaned closer, waiting for him to make a move to kiss me or stop me from kissing him. The conflict in his eyes was obvious. He thought it was a bad idea. Unfortunately for him, I thought it was pretty much the best idea I’d had in a very long line of great ideas.
“Let me thank you for dinner,” I said, moving until our faces were less than an inch apart.
We were so close I could see little specks of brown in his eyes. My nose grazed his and he sucked in a deep breath. His very intense gaze moved down to my mouth. Then his lips brushed against mine and he closed his eyes. I followed his lead, squeezing my eyes shut as our mouths moved together. Quickly. So fast it took my breath away. Liam thrust his tongue into my mouth and slid his hand up my back, gripping my neck. Not just holding me there, but pulling me closer to him. Like he might never be able to get enough.
╣About the Author╠
Kate L. Mary is a stay-at-home mother of four and an Air Force wife. She grew up in a small town just north of Dayton, Ohio where she and her husband met at the age of twelve. Since their marriage in 2002, they have lived in Georgia, Mississippi, South Carolina, and California.
Kate enjoys any post-apocalyptic story – especially if zombies are involved – as long as there is a romantic twist to give the story hope. Kate prefers nerdy, non-traditional heroes who can make you laugh to hunky pieces of man-meat, and her love of wine and chocolate is legendary among her friends and family. She currently resides in Oklahoma with her husband and children.
Be sure to check out her bestselling BROKEN WORLD series, which is a top 100 book in dystopian and post-apocalyptic fiction on Amazon.
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Book 1 in the College of Charleston Series
The List. Twenty things every girl must do before she turns twenty…
But thanks to her crazy, over-protective father, Annie Roth is way behind schedule. Good thing it’s her first semester of college, because Annie is more than ready to start checking off items. . .
Where it gets complicated? Ryan and Chris. Best friends. Both sweet, funny, totally hot, and totally into Annie.
But there are some things on The List that Annie only wants to do with Ryan. . .
Get Heart Broken
Fall in love
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Book 3 in the College of Charleston Series
Coming February 2016 Pre-Order Now!
After a year with her dying aunt, Bette knows what she wants from life.
1. Keep Aunt Missy’s House
Chris Pressley is the perfect roommate—uptight and damaged and hung up on his ex. And hot. Bette doesn’t date, but she definitely likes looking.
2. Get Her Dream Job
Chris just needs to get away from the happiest couple on campus: the sweet, shy girl he loves and his former best friend. Watching Bette rock her tattoos and her curves even as she builds her own business is an education. That’s probably why he can’t keep his mind off her…
3. Never Compromise
Bette isn’t interested in changing for anyone. But the heat rising between her and Chris won’t leave her the same…
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Coming February 16, 2016 from Lyrical Press
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