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Authors: Lucy Kevin

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So kissable.

In a very brisk and professional voice she finally said, “Thanks for the apology. I appreciate it.”

Will released the breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

“Actually, I’m glad you called.”

“You are?”

“I just got off the phone with Susan. I have a policy not to work with people who aren’t interested in my services and I was going to give her money back for the consultation.”

As disappointment moved through him, he realized he'd been lying to himself about his reasons for calling Angelina. Yes, Susan was like a dog with a bone. Yes, he owed Angelina an apology for leaving her standing on his front step while he took a phone call.

But the truth was, he wanted to see her again.

“I'm sorry that I gave you that impression, Angelina.”

He thought he heard her sigh before saying, “Susan was adamant, however, about rescheduling our consultation.”

“She was?”

He sounded like a complete moron. The man who could convince investors to give him millions armed with nothing but a speech and Power Point presentation, now appeared to have a vocabulary of about twelve words.
Way to make up for a really bad first impression, pal.

“I agreed to try again. One more time.” Angelina deliberately enunciated each word.

“And this time, you need to guarantee me two uninterrupted hours.”

Will’s phone beeped in his ear. It was his CFO.

“Angelina, I need to get this call. Could I call you back?”

“No.”

Will had almost switched over the call when he realized what she'd said.

“No?”

“No,” she repeated. “And I need your agreement to not answer the phone at any point during our next consultation.”

The call went through to voice mail.

It had been a long time since anyone had challenged Will. But instead of being irritated, he felt a grudging respect four how she stood her ground.

“C
ould you come back tomorrow afternoon?”

“I’m booked solid until next Thursday.”

“Great,” he replied without checking his schedule. He’d simply rearrange anything in his way. He did own the company, after all. Time to use some of the perks that came with the title.

...Excerpt from SPARKS FLY by Lucy Kevin © 2011.

* * *

SEATTLE GIRL (A chick lit romance about love, sex...and my really big mouth)
The first time Georgia Fulton gets behind a microphone at her college radio station (because of a guy, of course...), she's hooked. (Who would have thought she'd ever find a potential job where a boss would appreciate her big mouth?) Unfortunately, being a smart-mouth doesn't necessarily keep her from getting hurt by one guy after another. With help from her friends - and loyal listeners - will Georgia finally figure out the real deal about sex, love...and maybe even herself?

Please enjoy the following excerpt for SEATTLE GIRL © 2011 Lucy Kevin...

The official biography that KSEA sends out reads:

Georgia Fulton, popular host of
Seattle Girl
, says she got into talk radio because, “I
have a really big mouth and I could never find any other job where my boss appreciated that
skill.”

But while I’ll admit that I rarely do shut up and that I can’t keep an opinion to myself even if it’s gonna get me lynched, the simple truth is that I got started in talk radio because of a guy.

Six guys to be precise.

(Hey! Watch who you’re calling a slut. It’s not like that, I swear. Well, mostly not like that, anyway.)

And if I ever get the chance to write my biography, it’ll read more like this...

* * *

When I was a little girl my mother told me repeatedly, “Georgia, boys don’t like girls who talk too much.”

I think she got her greatest pleasure from making proclamations like this during breakfast. Really, who wouldn’t?

Later, when I was living at home one summer in college, she announced, “Georgia, boys don’t pay for the cow when they are getting the milk for free.”

So much for the great strides of feminism.

And that was when I figured out that it’s not the establishment holding us down.

It’s not the Man holding us back.

It’s the Mom.

But after giving it some more thought, I can see that since my mother endured twenty hours of excruciating labor to push me out into the world, suffering the indignity of a ripped hoo-ha while she was at it, she very well might feel that giving me such charming motherly advice is only her due.

And that I should listen to it.

As if!

Thanks Mom, I’ll be sure to file that beefy black and white farm animal tip away. Pass
the Fruit Loops, would you?

I don’t mean to give you the wrong impression. It’s not that my childhood was particularly bad. My parents certainly didn’t beat me or anything. We were comfortably middle-class in a nice suburban neighborhood and there was always enough food on the table and a trip to Disneyland every summer.

My childhood was sort of weird, that’s all.

Like we lived just down the block from normal.

To be fair, though, I think I’ve always been a bit of a freak. Take my brother, for instance. Same parents, yet John is a perfectly normal high paid executive, white picket fence in the suburbs, great wife, two kids, and golden retriever kind of guy.

But me, I’m a whole different ball game. And the fact is that no matter what anyone ever said to try to get me to quiet down or button up—and kids and teachers and parents said a whole lot of stuff, like “Shut up,” and “Don’t be so loud all the time,” and “How many times do I need to tell you to settle down young lady?”—I was never the kind of girl who came in a neat little package.

You remember those neat, little, perfect girls from high school, don’t you?

No? You’ve spent thousands of dollars in therapy to block out the pain of your blissful school years? Lucky you. Well, I’m happy to refresh your memory.

They had perfect little bodies, they wore perfect little T-shirts tucked into perfect little jeans, and they walked around in perfectly white tennis shoes.

I was never one of those girls. Thank God.

Okay. Settle down, you. I can hear you giving me shit already. And yes, maybe I did envy them some, but I’d like to think that I’m the one that’s happier now.

I love, love, love bumping into fellow ex-geeks from high school so that we can trash on all of the Barbie cheerleaders from our past. So we can say things like, “Oh my god, have you seen Susan from high school lately? You’d die if you saw her—she’s really fat now and has three snotty kids!”

I like to think that girls like me are having the last laugh and that God’s big joke is that pretty girls from high school get uglier and fatter as the years go by, while the rest of us get infinitely more gorgeous.

Oh, who am I kidding? Certainly not you. You can see right through me.

We all know that I would have given my left arm to be one of those perfect girls.

Or even to have let one of them cheat off my math test from time to time.

But I ask you this: Who wouldn’t have wanted to be blonde and blue eyed and thin and cute and giggly, given that originality and uniqueness are completely over-rated from ages five to eighteen?

And for those of you who were perfect, I’m dying to know, was it as good as it seemed?

And are you fat and ugly now with a bunch of brats driving you crazy? I sure hope so...

Just kidding. I’m happy for you, really I am.

...Excerpt from SEATTLE GIRL by Lucy Kevin © 2011.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

When Lucy Kevin released her first chick lit novel – SEATTLE GIRL – in 2011, it became an instant digital bestseller. Her next two fun contemporary romance releases – SPARKS FLY and FALLING FAST – have also appeared on many Top 50 bestseller lists, climbing as high as #4

on the Top 100. Her books have been read by half a million people on their e-readers and the Washington Post has called her, “One of the top digital writers in America.”

If not behind her computer, you can find her reading her favorite authors, hiking, knitting, or laughing with her husband and two children. For a complete listing of books, as well as excerpts, contests, and to connect with Lucy:

[email protected]

http://lucykevin.blogspot.com

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