Today on the blog tour I have a little excerpt from THE HAZARDS OF SKINNY DIPPING by Alyssa Rose Ivy. I absolutely loved it.
This isn't a deep book about first loves or self-discovery. If you want a book like that, I'd be happy to recommend one, but I don't have that kind of story to tell. Instead my story is about rash decisions and finding out that your dream guy is bad in bed. It's the story of when I finally went skinny dipping, and how my life was never the same again. Oh, and it's also the story of my freshman year of college and realizing Mr. Right might have been there all along.
“We needed five girls,
but it seems my friends selected six.” Reed looked right at me, and I knew
something bad was coming. “Since we don’t want to send anyone home, I think I’m
going to take one of you as a personal assistant for the day.”
No-freaking-way.
“Juliet, how would you
like that honor?”
Amanda probably
expected me to curse Reed out because she answered for me. “She’d love to. But
remember the guidelines.” She gave him a warning glance. I hoped the guidelines
were for my benefit.
“I’ll be a perfect
gentleman.” He grinned at me.
My stomach flipped.
Great. I had to open my mouth—or, okay, make a noise, and now I’d be stuck
spending twelve hours with baseball cap.
“The rest of you,
report to Aaron.” He gestured to one of the guys from the night before.
Aaron told us where all
the cleaning supplies were, and I started to follow the other girls when Reed
touched my arm. “You’re with me, remember?”
“How could I forget?”
Cara and Mallory gave me sympathetic looks while Reed led me away.
“What am I going to be
doing exactly?”
“I thought I made that
clear. You’re my assistant today.”
I put a hand on my hip.
“What does that mean?”
“You’re about to find
out.”
I shivered.
He laughed. “Ready for
your first job?”
“Sure.”
“It’s upstairs.”
“Upstairs?”
“In my room.” He cocked
an eyebrow.
“Hell no.”
“It’s not anything that
exciting. Trust me.”
“It has nothing to do
with removing clothes?”
“I’m afraid that would
violate Amanda’s rules. But it does involve clothes.”
“Okay…”
I tentatively followed
him upstairs. He pushed open the door to a room that was a total disaster.
“You’re going to find all my dirty clothes and bring them down to the laundry
room.”
“Wait, you want me to
do your laundry?”
“I told you it wasn't
exciting.” He sprawled out on his bed, propping himself up with a pillow.
“Are you just going to
watch me search for your dirty clothes?”
“Yes.” He put his hands
behind his head.
“Great,” I mumbled.
“Would you rather be
cleaning up down there? Do you want to have a room full of guys hollering at
you while you scrub a floor?”
I turned to him. “No.
I’d rather be home sleeping.”
“If you’re tired, you
are welcome to join me.” He patted the bed beside him.
“Really? Oh my god, I
can’t believe you’d be so generous.”
“I like you, Juliet.
You’re feisty and fiery, and I just know we’re going to be good friends.”
Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.
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I want to read this because it sounds reall, really good!! I love getting lost in a good book! ag_girl76@yahoo.com
ReplyDeleteI have never been skinny dipping and I think this read might be a hoot. Sometimes you want something light and fun to read - I call them palate cleansers for all the darker stories I enjoy ;)
ReplyDeleteThis book sounds fun and different than the others out there right now! And perfect for a beach read as it is close to that time of year. :)
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