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Saturday, February 19, 2022

REVIEW & INTERVIEW: Sacrifice by Charisse Moritz

~Book Review~
4.5 Stars 

Daisy Goodwill is a recent high school graduate on her own, lonely, and getting by with a job, apartment, and skimpy wardrobe all courtesy of The Choosy Beggar’s bassist’s generosity and wheeling & dealing. 

Meanwhile, Choosy Beggar’s drummer Shae Kristakakos is an almost nineteen-year-old single dad, also barely getting by. The last thing he thinks he needs or wants is a girl or a neighbor. But he’s coming face to face with both. 

 Told via their dual alternating POV, the characters engaged me right from the start. Like the previous book in this series, Shatter, the character development is strong. You really get a sense of what weighs Shea and Daisy down and what lifts them up. And while they pull you into the ups and downs of their lives, the supporting characters, toddler included, also add to the fullness of the story—creating an admirable group of friends— as well as entertaining. 

For example, Minnie was a hoot: 
“‘You could pull the zipper down now and then. Let loose. Pound the duck….This is me watching my language.’” 
And Mutt…You can’t muzzle him, and I certainly wouldn’t want to. 
“‘We won’t be coming out until Satin’s skank has been exorcised….And Shae, either handle this right or start a go-fund-me page so you can afford a working set of balls.’” 
Oh Mutt made me want more from him, his own story up next. And I was happy to see Tia from the previous. 
“‘Who wants easy?...Take exhibit A. You don’t think that took some patience and work?’” 
But back to our hero and heroine, Shae bowed me over with how amazing he was as a dad. Despite his rough and sometimes grouchy exterior, he was such a sweetie underneath, so devoted and so selfless. Even though he was reluctant at first, I liked how once he got to know Daisy, he never doubted her. They complimented each other well. 
 “He blinks and the tides rush in. He moans with pleasure and this daisy blooms.” 
Shae was definitely a keeper and rocked the romantic hero role. He will make reader’s hearts, ovaries, and panties melt. 

 This is a largely a new adult tale with a nice balance of heartwarming, heartstring-pulling, adventure, sweetness, and sexy. There’s fun banter and reveals I did not see coming that kept me on my toes and turning pages. And while the characters have their struggles and heartaches, the angst was kept in check nicely keeping the tone and mood positive. 
 “I don’t think there’s any way it could get any better, but we should practice…a lot…just in case. Maybe, probably even again tonight. At least once more…” 
At this point, I’m definitely invested in the Choosy Beggar bunch. I kinda didn’t want it to end. They have a great little crew of misfit friends and I look forward to reading more of their stories. 

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~Character Interview~
Book Boyfriend Data Sheet

Name: 
Shae Kristakakos
Age: 19
Birthday: 🎂 August 25 ♍
Birthplace:🌎 Upstate NY

Measurements:
📏
Height 6'4"
Weight: 260 lbs.
Length: That’s personal 
Girth: What the hell is girth?


Turn-ons:
👍 Daisy in a yellow dress 

Turn-offs:
👎 Mutt in a yellow dress

Guilty Pleasures: Sometimes, late at night, I google Sabian Artisan cymbals. I put the 13” Artisan Hi-Hats in my cart and let them sit in there for a while. 

Idea of a perfect date: I skipped this question, answered the others and came back to it. I thought about all the fancy places I could take my girl, but I’d really just like to sleep with her. Actually sleep. Literally sleep. Raising a two-year-old is exhausting. Getting time alone isn’t easy. Give me a king size bed so my feet don’t hang off the end. Let me spoon my gal, sleep in without setting an alarm … I’m a happy man. 

Favorite song to sing: 🎵 My bandmates came up with a really aggravating song called Gravy Toad that’s catching on with our fans. Now I’m adding lines about a dirty dog and a yardbug. Payback is sweet.  

My next tattoo will be:  A daisy. Right under the word Amo over my heart.

You're stuck in an endless line at the DMV, and Patrick is squirming. When you reach into your backpack, you realize there's only one book, which you'll be reading on repeat. You're thankful it's not one of Daisy's, but which title do you hope is there Goodnight Moon, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Go Dog Go, or The Monster at the End of this Book? 📘 I would never be caught at the DMV without a backpack full of toys, books and snacks for my boy. But I’ll play along and choose Go Dog Go. Colors, rhyming, counting, up and down concepts … it’s got everything.

Mutt pulls some epic strings and gets a celebrity drummer to perform alongside you at the next Choosy Beggar gig. Who is it
 Ringo Starr, Tommy Lee, or Dave Grohl? 🥁 I hate to miss out on Tommy Lee and the chance to play the Dr. Feelgood drum part … it’s iconic, but I’d probably pick Dave Grohl, just so I could ask him about his time in Nirvana. I’d avoid the topic of Foo Fighters and just keep asking about what it was like to write with Kurt Cobain. 

Daisy is wearing her Lick Me tee and holding a pint of ice-cream🍨 in her right hand and a container of cupcake frosting 🧁 in her left. Your choice, which one are you tasting off her? Sounds sticky. Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean up melted ice cream? And frosting is pure sugar and fat. No thank you. All I need is pure Daisy. 


A big thanks to Charisse for making Shae available! 💜

Emily Award Finalist and Melody Of Love Award Finalist, Charisse Moritz divides her life between upstate NY and northern Florida. When not barricaded inside her writing cave or enjoying every possible minute with her husband and three kids, you’ll find her listening to 60’s music, singing off key and looking for new reads.


~Also in the Series~
Shatter (The Choosy Beggars #1)

Wednesday, September 25, 2019

REVIEW/RELASE: Magic Man by Jamie Schlosser

Series: The Good Guys
Genre: New Adult Standalone Romance

~Synopsis~
CASEY
I’ve been putting my son first for so long that I’ve forgotten how to be me. Each monotonous day bleeds into the next, and I feel like I’m struggling to keep my head above water.
But a kiss at the top of a Ferris wheel with a man I barely know changes that.
Jay reminds me that I used to be bold. Vivacious. Funny.
Strong.
Now if only I could convince him his past mistakes don’t define the man he is today.

JAY
I can perform over a dozen illusions with a simple sleight of hand, but I can’t make the felony on my record disappear.
The last thing I should be doing is hanging around a young single mom and her kid.
But Casey doesn’t know that I’ve been watching her. That I want her for myself. That I’m addicted to her dimples, her tenacity, her fierce love for her child.
If I was a better man, I’d leave her alone, but she pulls off the biggest magic trick of all time: making me believe I’m a good guy.
~Book Review~
4.75 Stars

Jay Langston, 22, is a reformed drug dealer trying to make amends for his mistakes. Single mom Casey Maxwell, 18, is just trying to get by and raise her young son on her own. (Dad is Mackenna’s psycho ex from Dropout.) Though it seems like a shaky foundation to build a solid relationship on, if anyone can pull it off, it’s the magic man.

Actually if anyone can pull that off, it’s Jamie Schlosser. Full disclose, I typically pass on by romance books where either the hero or heroine has a child to someone else. But having read the author’s previous works I had a hunch she could make this work. (Spoiler alert: She does!)

The magic here is in the solid characters, strong story building, and stellar message—supporting each other and inspiring each other to be the best of yourself. I loved how their relationship developed as they bonded and built trust. It wasn’t hinged on trite insta-anything. Instead it was two people separately isolated by their circumstances who were willing to believe in each other, be there for each other, when situations were less than ideal. Some of the most divine moments in life aren’t formed on expensive getaways or with cocky billionaires.  It’s the person in the waiting room who’s there for you; it’s the inexpensive night out; or the unexpected make-out session at one in the morning.
 “She looked at me like she was trying to solve a puzzle. A puzzle she wanted to fuck.”
Casey and Jay have great chemistry. Holy hotness alert! I love how their sexy times rock the down and dirty with the sweet and swoonworthy.  I’ll be looking at recliners with new ideas eyes now.
“Jay’s body was like my own personal amusement park, and I couldn’t wait to go on every ride.”
Like the other heroes in this series, Jay is total book boyfriend material. I was intrigued with him during his appearance in Dropout and he didn’t disappoint.
“Holding your hand makes my dick hard. Smelling you makes my dick hard. Talking to you makes my dick hard. Thinking about you—”
Like Jimmy (who blesses us with some cameos) Jay emits that wet panty melting vibes of bad boy with heart of gold.
“The guy with the rough exterior and hard look in his eyes was our hero.”
Casey was awesome too. I’ll admit in the beginning it was hard to connect with her simply because her life was much different from mine at that age, but I quickly grew to adore her. I floved that she wasn’t a shy or virginal and held her own when she and Jay got sweaty.
“I made her strong and wild.”
Told via their alternating first person POV, Magic Man is a feel-good romance with some life’s hard knocks twists but nothing angsty. There were a few moments that stung my own eyes, but the best line to bring a giggle to my throat:  
Pickles.” 
~Excerpt~ 
Would you say you’re more trustworthy now, or before you went to jail?” I asked.
His eyebrows furrowed. “Now, of course. I don’t do the things I used to.” 
“But you didn’t have a record then.” 
“Yeah.” He let out a humorless chuckle. “Because I hadn’t gotten caught yet.” 
“Exactly. Sometimes the squeaky-clean ones only look great on paper because they’ve never been caught. It doesn’t make them innocent or harmless.” 
We stopped moving. 
“Casey,” he breathed out, his tone a bit tortured as he buried his face in my hair. “If I was a better man, I’d walk away from you and your son. I’d leave you alone. I’d let some other guy—a doctor or a teacher or anyone who’s not me—sweep you off your feet and give you everything you’ve ever wanted.” 
“But you’re not that good, right?” I asked lightly, a smile spreading over my lips. 
Jay pulled back slowly, his scruff scraping against my cheek along the way. Tingles spread over my skin as he gave me a heated look. 
He cupped the nape of my neck, and his gaze fell to my mouth. “No, I’m not.” 
And then his lips were on mine.
~Character Interview~
Book Boyfriend Data Sheet

Name: Jay Langston

Age: 22

Birthday: 
🎂 April 28th ♉

Birthplace:
🌎 Daywood, Illinois

Measurements:
📏
Height 6'1"
Weight: 215 lbs.
Length: 8 2/3"
Girth: 6 3/4"

Turn-ons:
👍 Stubbornness, independence, and determination. Long dark hair and dimples.

Turn-offs:
👎Self-centered, selfish people.

Idea of a perfect date: Location doesn't matter. As long as I'm with the right person, I don't need a fancy dinner or an expensive activity. I do have a thing for Ferris wheels, though...

If I could make one thing disappear it would be… Nothing. I used to wish my past away, but it makes me who I am, and I don't want to change that.

My next tattoo will be…
Something with Gus's name.

Tilt-a-Whirl or roller coaster? Tilt-a-Whirl

Corndogs or fried pickles? Corndogs

Cotton candy or caramel apples? Cotton candy. Has to be pink, because that's Gus's favorite.

Favorite TV shows: 📺 I used to like bad talk shows, but now Disney movies are more my speed.

Missed the other Good Guys questionnaires? 
Find out how they filled them out...
Click HERE for Travis, Colton, and Jimmy

Click HERE for Ezra
A big thanks to Jamie for making the guys available! 💛


Jamie Schlosser writes steamy new adult romance and romantic comedy. When she isn't creating perfect book boyfriends, she's a stay-at-home mom to her two wonderful kids. She believes reading is a great escape, otters are the best animal, and nothing is more satisfying than a happily-ever-after ending.


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Tuesday, January 29, 2019

BOOK REVIEW/CHARACTER INTERVIEW: King Me by Season Vining

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 29, 2019

~Synopsis~

Delaney Mills is haunted by darkness. Not of a spiritual kind, but a terrible past that all the rum in the world cannot chase away. Enter Valentine King, a sexy and irresistible man with connections to the world of Voodoo—a world that Delaney is desperately trying to break into.

Chicago-native Delaney follows her dissertation research all the way to the streets of New Orleans. With King’s help, she uncovers a covert group called the Bondye Saints. The group wants to remain a secret and will do whatever it takes to keep the two quiet. But threats and attacks on her life don’t deter Delaney’s desire to expose the Saints’ sins.

While she’s willing to risk her own life, Delaney hates that the one man who can chase away her darkness is put in danger. But Valentine King refuses to let her go. Because in his world built on faith, Delaney Mills is the one thing he believes in.
 


~Review~

4.5 Stars

Troubled by tragedy, Delaney Mills, 32, sets her sights on New Orleans to refocus and complete her doctorate degree in sociology. There she meets and is assisted in her research by local Valentine King, 26.

I liked King right off the bat. He’s smooth in a cute, not cocky, way and laid back. I wanted a hug too. ;-)
“‘I’m not trying to claim what belongs to me. I’m simply declaring my desire to belong to you.’”
Whatever missteps Delaney made (and she made a few), I was always on King’s side and felt his reactions appropriate. King balanced his faith and a grounding in reality well. His protectiveness of her made him a real keeper.
“But his words touch me, they seek out the deepest cuts and heal them over like they never existed.”
Delaney is determined and stubborn, possibly to the point where she lacked a healthy sense of self-preservation. While I understood she didn’t necessarily believe and was also struggling with her own emotional demons, I also found her a bit reckless with her safety in the face of real world threats at times.

Which bring me to the voodoo premise— major points for originality there. It was intriguing. This romantic suspense has some thriller/mystery touches, but it’s not what I’d call PNR.  The budding romance and hot, steamy times interwoven with some sleuthing, prophecies of danger, and an action-suspense climax balance together nicely. The writing paints the scenes well. I’ve never been to the Big Easy, but I could envision Delaney’s surroundings based off the narrative.

It was also refreshing to see the depiction of an interracial couple. Diversity in the romance market tends to be a bit lacking.
“‘You are always beautiful…but when you fall apart like that, you are everything, all at once.’”
It was easy to feel the attraction between Delaney and King from the start, which made the almost OM scene disappointing.  Never the less, the side characters all added something to the story, and they weren’t necessarily your usual cookie-cutter side characters. The story kept me engaged, and I liked the way the pieces came together even if I had a few lingering questions/things I wanted to know more about.

Told via Delaney’s first person POV, if you enjoy romantic suspense or are simply looking for a break from the same old/same old in the romance market lately, this is one certainly worth taking a look at.

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*ARC received from the author. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions. 


~Character Interview~


Book Boyfriend Data Sheet

Name: Valentine King

Age: 26

Birthday:
🎂 Jan 29 ♒

Birthplace:
🌎 New Orleans, LA

Measurements: 
📏
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 195 lbs
Length: 
Long and to the left
Girth:
 My girl can't wrap her hand around it

Turn-ons:
👍 Live music, classic cars, smart girls

Turn-offs:
👎 Liars, cold weather, drugs.

Guilty Pleasures: 
Reese's peanut butter cups, '90s rap 🎶

Ambitions: Finish school, be a positive part of the community.

People I Admire: My father and my grandmother 

First thing I do in the shower: 🚿 My face 

Favorite Book:📖 The Eyes of the Skin: Architecture and the Senses

My idea of the perfect date: A quiet place for dinner, then a walk to Jackson Square to have our fortune's told, drinks and jazz on Frenchman Street, late night snack of beignets, and a kiss to say goodnight. 💏

Sunrise or Sunset? Sunrise. Every day is another chance to get things right. 🌅

Ice or Whipped Cream? Ice. Definitely ice. 

Next thing I plan to buy: A ring for my girl


Thursday, March 15, 2018

REVIEW/INTERVIEW/RELEASE: Outcast by Jamie Schlosser

Series: A Good Guys Novel
Genre: New Adult/College Romance

~Blurb~

KAYLA
My infatuation with Ezra Johnson started how all obsessions begin—with a simple crush. Over the years I silently soaked up every shy smile and random act of kindness, wrestling them away to a secret place in my heart meant for unrequited love.

Because if it wasn’t for the fact that I tutor him once a week, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t even know I exist.

Then I find his sketchbook.

And it changes everything.

EZRA
There are two certainties in my life: I’ve been in love with Kayla Reynolds since I was fourteen, and I can’t have her.

I’ve spent years settling for a two-dimensional fantasy world, capturing her beauty with a pencil and paper. She’s kind, smart, gorgeous…

And she belongs to someone else.

Or so I thought.

An interesting turn of events makes me realize things aren’t always how they appear on the outside, and now I’ve got my chance to be the man she deserves.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been called a loser. The cripple. An outcast.

But maybe—just maybe—this time the good guy won’t finish last.
~Book Review~
4.75 Stars

Ezra Johnson’s leg injury has hindered his confidence and kept him from being one of the “cool kids” in high school. Kayla Reynolds doesn’t fit the “popular” mold either, but she makes the best of it.

Wow, this story has a little bit of everything. I swooned a little, awed a little, and fanned myself plenty. Then there was a bit of suspense and action that kicked in, and my heart picked up a faster beat, and I might have fought back a few tears with one of the characters too. But I laughed as well. Not as much as I did with Dropout, but Jeff knew just the moment to lighten the mood. But I’m getting ahead of myself so backing up…

Ezra is such a sweetie! He’s so richly developed in the opening chapters, and my heart broke a little for him. There’s no doubt he’s totally a good guy. (And I don’t even think I was biased in his favor for being a punk music fan.)
“She deserved better than getting groped by a hornball in public. Romance and shit.”
Kayla is just what he needs. She had a good head on her shoulders, wasn’t self conscious, and so not a quitter. Also major points for featuring not just a heroine with diversity in her ethnic makeup but also with the positive presentation of her same-sex parents who clearly contributed to Kayla being the strong, mature, good-natured person she was.

This is a fabulous young love story. All their firsts together were super hot!  It just goes to show that it’s not about the quantities of partners but the quality of the exchange between the hero and the heroine. Plus they had good communication. We need more couples like this as role models in the romance market.
“Our agreement to be honest had created the most delicious dirty talk.”
In fact, there were pleasingly many examples of positive messages and good advice to be found here.
“People are constantly changing, and either you evolve together or grow apart.”
As well as some big brotherly guidance from my favorite dropout:
“Don’t ever look for dating advice on the internet. Sex stuff? Yeah, go to town on that shit.”
Told via Ezra and Kayla’s alternating first person POV, Outcast is sweet and sexy. I applaud the way Ezra and Kayla, both characters who were far from cookie-cutter, stayed focused on each other, avoiding unnecessary drama and angst. That’s very refreshing not just in the romance world, but especially so in the new adult subgenre. The character development here is solid and the romantic factor stellar alongside an engaging story about learning who you are, being strong where it counts, and growing.

There’s also many likable secondary characters (two legs and four) who gave the story a feel-good quality. I’ll close with some profound words from the sexy James Peabody Johnson:
“The wooing doesn’t end once you’ve got the girl; then you have to keep her.”

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Free in Kindle Unlimited



~Character Interview~

Book Boyfriend Data Sheet

Name: Ezra Johnson 

Age: 19 

Birthday: 🎂 June 27th ♋

Birthplace: 🌎 Heyworth, Ohio 

Measurements 📏
Height: 6’0” 
Weight: 217 lbs. before physical therapy camp, 187 
lbs. after. 
Length: 8 ¾ inches 
Girth: 6 ¼ inches 


Turn-ons:👍 Kindness, compassion, bravery. Caramel skin, green eyes, and auburn hair.

Turn-offs:👎 Cruelty and selfishness. Also, onions. 

People I admire:💗 My brother Jimmy, my parents, and Kayla. 


Currently I’m drawing:🎨 Kayla... Naked... On the couch.

Last place I found glitter: On the tile walls in my shower.🚿 I have a pretty good idea of how that got there.

Favorite song to make love to:🎶 I prefer silence. I don't want to miss a sound Kayla makes.

Favorite Books/ Movies / TV shows: Kayla's been making me watch all the "classics." I don't see what the big fuss is about with movies where people die in the end, but she likes it. And when Kayla's happy, I'm happy.




A big thanks to author Jamie Schlosser for making Ezra available!


Jamie grew up on a farm in Illinois surrounded by cornfields. Although she no longer lives in the country, her dream is to return to rural living someday. As a stay-at-home mom, she spends most of her days running back and forth between her two wonderful kids and her laptop. She loves her family, iced coffee, and happily-ever-afters.


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 ~Outcast Excerpt~

PROLOGUE
Four Years Ago

EZRA
In all my fourteen years, she was the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. She was a new student, and from the teacher’s brief announcement I learned she was originally from Cleveland. When Mr. Marks asked her to stand in front of the
class and introduce herself, her hands anxiously twisted together as she quietly let out the name I’d say in my head thousands of times over the next several years.
Kayla Reynolds.
She was a tiny thing in a gray T-shirt, skinny jeans, and Chucks. Skin the color of coffee with a healthy dose of cream, light green eyes, full lips, and her hair was red. Not fiery-red—a deep auburn that reminded me of my favorite kind of sunset.
The color of the wild ringlets seemed out of place with her caramel skin, and it was like all her features had been put together with a bunch of mismatched pieces.
The unique combination was stunning.
Gorgeous.
I couldn’t stop staring.

Hushed whispers filled the classroom. I wasn’t the only one studying the new girl.
Heyworth, Ohio wasn’t the most diverse town, and Kayla’s distinct characteristics made her stand out like a candle in the dark.
Awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other, she sent a pleading look to our teacher.
“You can take a seat,” he told her, and she shuffled to the empty desk in the front row, just diagonal from me.
Obviously uncomfortable, she quickly glanced around before looking down at her clasped hands.
I felt bad for her.
It was hard enough coming to a new town, but freshman year started two weeks ago. Everyone had already gotten time to get acquainted and, truth be told, most of us had been in the same grade since kindergarten.
And now here she was, unfamiliar and different.
Painfully pretty.
The kind of pretty that made hearts hurt with longing or jealousy. Longing for those who wanted to be with her, and jealousy for the ones who wanted to be her.

Both could bring out a darkness we all had somewhere deep inside.
I was in the former category but instead of letting it bring me down, I felt my heart lift a little. Usually school was hell for me, but the thought of seeing her every day made it a little more bearable.
The buzz around us continued as our peers blatantly discussed the most interesting thing to happen in our grade for a long time. I didn’t hear all of what they said, but caught the words “Carrot Top” and “Chia Pet.”
Why did people have to be such dicks? I should’ve known it wouldn’t take long for them to pounce.
Suddenly, I wanted to tell everyone to stop gawking and mind their own fucking business.
Anne’s blond hair almost smacked me in the face as she whipped her head toward the new girl.
“So, what are you?” Leaning to the right, she giggled as she pulled at a strand of Kayla’s hair. “Like, are you Hispanic or something?”
I narrowed my eyes at the rude girl in front of me.
“Um, I don’t know,” Kayla responded, squirming away from the hand petting her head. “I was adopted.”
“I heard she has two dads,” Abby, Anne’s best friend, whispered loudly from somewhere behind me. “Gay dads.”
Snickering broke out among the class. Kayla’s delicate hands balled into fists until her knuckles turned white.
Fury ignited in my chest.
I’d never stood up for anyone before, not even myself. I wasn’t witty in the heat of the moment. I always thought of the best comebacks hours after it would’ve been useful. I didn’t know the first thing about defending someone.
But I couldn’t do nothing.
Just as I started to stand—with zero plan in place—a heavy hand landed on my left thigh and my leg buckled. I dropped back in my seat with a grunt as pain shot through my knee.
“What do you think you’re doing, Slug?” AJ sneered.
I bristled at the awful nickname. Not slug as in slugger, a baseball champ. Slug like the fat, slimy, slow-moving lumps that came out after too much rain.
“Uh—um—”
“Uh—uh—uh,” he mocked with a laugh. Then his tone turned deceptively kind as his hand left my throbbing leg. “Hey, you know what you should do?”
Instead of a response, I gave him a skeptical glare.
There was one word for AJ Nelson: bully. Okay, there were a lot of words for him, but none of them were nice.
“Blush,” he barked out the command, and my cheeks flared against my own will. I knew if I looked in the mirror, I’d see a bright red flush all over my face.
The worst part about being made fun of wasn’t the hit to my self-esteem. It wasn’t feeling unloved or unpopular. It wasn’t even knowing so many of my peers stood by and watched it happen, silent and unwilling to intervene.
It was the humiliation of being put in my place. The degradation of being constantly reminded that my body betrayed me. That I wasn’t in control; they were. And people like AJ took every opportunity to let me know it.
Embarrassed, I dipped my head so no one would see, but it was too late. The new girl had rotated in her seat, looking over her shoulder at me with so much empathy, it only made the heat in my face worse.
She offered a timid, yet brave smile. “Hey, what’s your name?”
“You can call him Slug,” AJ supplied, and she gave him a fierce scowl.
Before I could form a response, a booming voice came from the back of the classroom.
“Yo, Kayla. Come sit next to me.”
I turned to see Gavin, the star linebacker for our football team. Dude was a beast. Freshmen never got put on the varsity team, but the coach had made an exception for the 6’4”, 210-pound giant. He was a nice guy, though. Soft-spoken and polite. He mostly kept to himself, so it was unusual for him to make such an outburst.
Mr. Marks cleared his throat. “That’s not Kayla’s assigned seat, Gavin.”
He gave the teacher a hard stare. “It is now.”
Kayla’s wide eyes bounced back and forth between the two until Mr. Marks waved his hand in permission.
After gathering her books, she trudged to the back row. Gavin gave a gentlemanly bow before pulling out her seat. The frown on her face was replaced with a grin, and a bolt of jealousy shot through me because I couldn’t be the one to protect her.

Even if AJ hadn’t been in my way, I would’ve fumbled over my words. I wasn’t intimidating. I wasn’t commanding.
I was Ezra Johnson, the cripple.
And that was why a girl like Kayla Reynolds would never be interested in a guy like me.
Her gaze briefly met mine before Gavin snagged her attention away. Tipping his head toward her, he whispered something I couldn’t hear, and she giggled.
“Guess we know who’s getting some from the new girl,” AJ remarked crudely, earning a few laughs.
And there was nothing I could do about it. If I told him to shut up, he’d just remind me how powerless I was.
My chest burned with anger as I opened my brand-new sketchbook to the first page and started to draw.
As Mr. Marks droned on about American history, my pencil moved over the paper. I didn’t need to look at my subject to get the details right; the image of her was etched into my mind.
Her heart-shaped face. The slight upturn of her nose. Plump lips. Corkscrew curls. 
After I was satisfied with the rough outline of her beautiful features, I wrote the first of many letters she’d never see.

Dear Kayla,

Today is the best and worst day of my life. The best, because I found out love at first sight really does exist. The worst, 
because I had to watch someone else be your hero.

~Giveaway~