The Boy I Hate
by Taylor Sullivan
Publication date: August 12th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance
BLURB
Samantha Smiles and Renee
Montgomery have been best friends for over a decade. They’ve shared laughs,
secrets, and a mutual hatred for one person: Tristan Montgomery, Renee’s older
brother. He was the guy every girl wanted, and every guy wanted to be, and it
wasn’t uncommon they’d befriend his little sister just to get closer to him.
Which was exactly how Samantha became Renee’s saving grace. She was the only
girl Renee could trust not to fall in love with her older brother.
Until the one night Samantha spent
with him alone, leaving her questioning everything she’d ever known about the
blond headed heart-throb.
Years later, Renee asks Samantha
to be her maid of honor. With no other option, Samantha is forced to drive
cross-country with the focus of their teenage ire.
He was her first kiss.
Her only secret.
Can Samantha survive the trip
cross-country with the reckless Tristan Montgomery? The guy who did what he
wanted, whenever he wanted, without worry for tomorrow? Or will she discover a
different side of him. One that’s sweet, funny, and maybe a little bit
vulnerable. And fall completely and helplessly in love for the first time in
her adult life with the one man who could cause her to lose her best friend
forever?
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EXCERPT:
She
looked down to the parking lot, seeing his Mustang still parked below, and knew
she was about to lose it. She headed for her own room, placed the breakfast on
the nearby table, then rid of every last drop of patience, began pounding on
Tristan’s door.
“Wake
up you lazy bastard! Wake up, or I swear to God I’ll beat this door down with
my fists.”
A
large boom sounded from inside the room, and Samantha smiled with satisfaction
as she continued to pound. “That’s right,” she whispered. “Get up you lazy
ass—”
But
before she could finish her sentence, the door was yanked out from under her.
She stumbled forward, barely able to catch her footing, and slammed face first
into warm, solid, skin.
She
froze, because the glimpse she caught on the way down wasn’t one she ever
thought she’d see. It was a very large, very bare, and very “Good morning”
version of Tristan Montgomery.
“Please
tell me you’re not naked,” she whispered, but it was mostly to herself, because
she didn’t really need him to answer. She squeezed her eyes shut, took one step
backward, and turned around.
They
both stood there, quiet and still, and she tried to recover her heart. The
sight of Tristan in nothing more than his birthday suit left her feeling dizzy.
She’d seen many naked men in her days, though until now, the only one she’d
seen in person was Steven. Especially this close up.
“Well?”
he finally asked, when she remained silent.
Well?
Well… Tristan was much…larger than Steven. Much larger in every way imaginable.
She
cleared her throat, knowing her voice would’ve cracked otherwise. “It’s ten in
the morning,” she answered with more confidence than she felt.
“And?”
But his voice was thick and husky, and she could swear he was having as
difficult a time recovering as she was.
“It’s
time to go.”
“Is
it?”
“Yes,”
she said, hating how the tone of his voice sent a shiver down her spine. “And
you should really put some clothes on. The people of Utah don’t want to see…that.”
He
chuckled, but shifted slightly behind her. “Hate to break it to you sweetheart,
but a lot of people want to see that.”
She
cringed, because she knew it was true. Like in high school, she knew women
lined up to catch the barest glimpse of Tristan.
He
moved quietly behind her, his steps so soft you’d never know they came from a
man of his size. “You can turn around now.”
She
raked her teeth over her bottom lip, taking the very corner and chewing it
before turning to face him. He still had no shirt on, his feet were bare, but
he wore a pair of old gray sweats resting so low on his hips you could tell he
wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“Aren’t
you freezing?” she asked, feeling a shiver run through her own body.
“No,”
he said, leaning against the doorway and crossing his feet at the ankles. A
tiny grin teased at the corner of his mouth, and she knew he was having too
much fun at her expense.
She
turned toward the Mustang, not attempting to hide her irritation. “I brought
you breakfast,” she said quickly.
“That’s
nice of you.”
“It’s
not nice. Just my way of getting your lazy ass out of bed.”
He
threw his head back with laughter. “Are you always this pleasant in the
morning?”
Pressing
her lips together, she wasn’t about to let him to pull her into another
argument. “We need to go,” she said, turning on her heels and opening the door
to her room.
She
walked inside, hoping the action would give him the hint to do the same. “I’ll
have your breakfast waiting for you in the car.” But before she closed the door,
she could swear she caught him smiling.
“My
God.” she whispered, resting her forehead against the wall, taking in all the
air she’d forgotten to take over the last two minutes. “Three more days. Just
three more days of Tristan Montgomery.” She repeated the last words over and
over, gathered up the rest of her belongings, and headed for the car.
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Author Info
Taylor is mom of three young (or
not so young) children she loves more than life. She runs them around
endlessly, hoping she looks presentable enough to be out in public, and day
dreams about fictional characters. Maybe she's crazy, or maybe she craves the
barbie games she played as a little girl a little too much, but that's where
her stories are born. It's where they blossom, and grow, and eventually breath
life on the page of her stories.
She'd love to hear from you. (Or
I'd love to hear from you. I wrote this in 3rd person to sound cooler)
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