Susan English can’t stand Robin Lanford! She’s so full of herself she irritates everyone on the faculty of Fairfield High. When Robin bets Susan fifty dollars that she can’t get a date with Kurt Deveraux, the head football coach, Susan jumps at the chance to put the little heifer in her place. She had no idea that teaching Robin a lesson would irrevocably change her life, strain treasured friendships, and throw two families into chaos.
Targeted Age Group:: YA-Adult
Heat/Violence Level: Heat Level 1 – G Rated Clean Read
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I was inspired to write this book because my heroine is a teacher just like me. Because of that, I was able to be very authentic in the writing of the book. The novel is a love story, but of course a lot has to happen before true love finds a way.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I created my characters and gave them traits of many people that I had known in my teaching career. I was hoping to be authentic, but at the same time not too perfect. I can't stand perfect heroes/heroines. They're so boring.
With a triumphant glare Susan’s way, Robin said, “Susan bet me fifty dollars she could get you to ask her out. Some of the rest of them got in on it too. They didn’t want you to find out, but I think you deserve to know.”
“That’s what I was going to tell you yesterday when Melissa came over,” Susan cried. “I wouldn’t take the money because it was an awful thing to do. You know how much fun we had on Saturday. Can you forgive me for being so stupid?”
Kurt’s face turned beet red. He laughed. “Why, it’s okay, Susan. Why didn’t you tell me about it? I’d have been glad to win you the money. Take it. You earned it.” With a long, hard look at Susan, he spun around and left the lounge.
“You’re a piece of work,” Susan spat at Robin. “You wanted to hurt me, but you hurt him too. Don’t you ever think about anybody but yourself?”
She ran after Kurt and caught him right in front of his office door. “Please, listen to me. It isn’t like Robin’s making it out to be.”
Kurt stared into her eyes. “You didn’t make a bet that you could make me ask you out?”
“Yes, I did, but sleeping with you wasn’t a part of the bet. I did that because I wanted to.”
“You slept with me because you got drunk, and I was stupid enough to think it might have been something more. Leave me alone. There’s nothing more to say.”
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