Series: Scandal U #1
Author: R. Linda
Genre: New Adult/College Romance
Release Date: October 1, 2019
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Ryder and I are finally able to have a fresh start. Attending university with the man I love makes it easy to leave all the high school drama behind me.
Unfortunately, things don’t go as smoothly as I’d hoped.
I end up sharing a dorm room with Christina, and I’m forced to see my ex boyfriend’s face on a regular basis. They already ruined my last year of high school, and clearly they’re not done with me yet.
Between Christina’s temper tantrums, and Chace’s bad intentions hidden behind fake apologies, Ryder and I try to build a life together. But it’s not easy when past torments follow me wherever I go, slowly turning into a living nightmare.
Even though Ryder saved me once before, it’s different now. This isn’t high school anymore. The stakes are higher, and this time I have so much more to lose.
She was taking the three-foot rule seriously. So seriously, in fact, that she sat in the back of my car behind the passenger seat. The farthest possible point from me.
“I feel like a taxi driver with you in the back.” I angled the rear-view mirror so I could look at her.
“Three feet, Jones. Three feet.” She pushed herself into the door and tried to make herself as small as possible.
“Give it up. You’ll cave in. You know you will.”
“Give me some credit. I’m perfectly capable of keeping my distance from you.”
“No, you’re not.”
“We’re drawn to each other, love. Like magnets. Tethered together. The pull between is too strong. I feel it, and I know you do too,” I said.
Bailey scoffed. “Well, I’m flipping over.”
“You said we’re magnets.”
I didn’t know where she was going with this.
“And magnets are attracted to each other,” she continued.
“I just said that.”
“But when you flip a magnet over, it repels the other magnet. I’m flipping myself over, so I won’t be attracted to you for the weekend.”
I glanced in the mirror to see her smug smile and burst out laughing. She was fucking cute when she was trying to prove me wrong.
“Not sure it works that way. You need two negatively charged ions to repel. And I’m positively charged…” I caught her gaze in the mirror. “All. The. Time.”
Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the meaning of my words. She swallowed and tore her gaze from mine to stare out the window.
One point for me.
R. Linda drinks wine and writes books.
A coffee addicted, tattoo enthusiastic fangirl with a slight obsession for a particular British boy band and solo artist, she is a writer of Contemporary YA/NA Romance and Suspense, sometimes dabbling in Paranormal as well.
Renee lives in Melbourne, Australia with her husband and two sons. When not writing she can often be found reading books to her children and cuddling up with them on the couch to watch their favourite movies.