Jessica Norton is a villain in the body of a gorgeous, rich, college girl. She cheats, lies, plays with people’s feelings, and purposely breaks unsuspecting hearts to avenge a personal loss. She’s the kind of girl people love to hate—even if it’s just because she has it all. Except . . . she doesn’t have it all. What she wants most is the love of her high school sweetheart, Taylor Drennon, the guy who got away, the one who left without telling her why and caused all her bitterness.

Not surprisingly, Jessica’s evil has made her a pariah. Alone, without friends or Taylor’s love, her college life is a nightmare. She’s haunted by her own mistakes and drowning in lack of direction. Something needs to change. So when the first opportunity to turn her life around presents itself, she takes it. Home for Christmas break, Jessica runs into Taylor. His unexpected friendliness seems like an invitation to rekindle their love. Inspired by a drastic idea that will both distance her from her heinous reputation and pull her closer to Taylor, she decides to transfer to OSU where he attends under a football scholarship.

Confident she can regain his heart, Jessica reenters Taylor’s life with a splash. Failing to naturally lure him closer, she is then forced to rely on her old games and underhanded scheming. Though Jessica’s heart is in the right place, it is hidden from Taylor by her blunders. More than once their powerful chemistry takes control, leading Jessica to believe she’s winning. But, it’s a hot and cold affair, and she’s not the only one to blame for their stormy love. If Jessica can only coax Taylor into explaining why he doesn’t want her, maybe she could finally walk away from him for good, maybe she could finally be happy.

For a long moment, we stood there staring at each other. I had the distinct feeling he was trying to calm down just enough so he didn’t have to walk out of here in handcuffs. His eyes had a murderous quality to them, after all. I crossed my arms over my chest and swallowed.
“Hi, Taylor,” I squeaked, knowing it was the stupidest thing to say. We were beyond pleasantries at this point.
“What the hell are you doing here, Jessica?” As he asked the question, his mouth twisted. The rumble of his deep, angry voice cut through me, making my fear redouble. Man, whatever happened to wanting to know me again?
“Um, I live here.” I said, looking around the room.
“Don’t get cute with me! You know exactly what I mean.” Taylor took another step toward me. I responded with two steps backward. “You’re supposed to be in California. Why are you here?”
I rubbed my arm, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. “I—I transferred.”
“Why?” he demanded. Of course, that had been his question all along. Still, he wouldn’t get a straight answer from me. No one bursts into my room demanding things from me, especially not cheating bastards like him. Anger started pushing my fear aside, emboldening me. I hadn’t done anything wrong. He had. It wasn’t as if he held exclusive rights on this school, anyway.
“Because it’s a good school, and I wanted to come here. What do you care?”
Taylor pressed forward. I backed away until my heels hit the wall.
“Bullshit!” His exclamation was so forceful, and he stepped so close, that I felt his warm breath on my nose.
“What do you think gives you the right to force your way into my place and harass me?” I asked, thrusting my chin upward and trying to look as righteous as possible.
“I could ask you the same thing.”

Ingrid Seymour loves, loves, loves to write. Her favorite genres are Young Adult and New Adult fiction.  Her debut novel “The Guys Are Props Club” is an NA contemporary romance which she immensely enjoyed writing.  Her favorite outings involve a trip to the library or bookstore where she immediately gravitates toward the YA section. She’s an avid reader and fangirl of many amazing books. She’s sure that one day she’ll see one of her books made into a movie. She likes to dream big 😉

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