Showing posts with label Design for Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Design for Life. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Design for Life now re-released

Most of last week centered on revising Design for Life, my contemporary previously published with The Wild Rose Press.

I'm happy to say it's now available on Smashwords and Amazon Kindle.

The story resembles the original more closely, and I think it's much better this way. It garnered some wonderful reviews before, and was a Top Ten Finisher in the PredEd poll, but I hope readers will agree!
Now it's back to work on my WIP.

What are you working on?

Monday, January 9, 2012

Crazy productive weekend

It's amazing what I can accomplish when I can actually sit in front of a computer all day!

I set up my novella Soul for Sale at CreateSpace to make it available in print.Hopefully the setup has no kinks and the proof copy will soon be in my mailbox. It's for an event that The Mechanicsburg Mystery Bookstore is planning in June, and I may be on the panel. Deb, the owner, is wonderfully supportive of local authors, and always has great events on the shop's schedule.

My crit partners gave me excellent feedback on my Gettysburg ghost story, so that was number one writing priority. Despite my muse's insistence that I start yet another new story, I concentrated on the ghost story. It's been haunting my hard drive for more than a year now. Time to exorcise it! :) The working title is A Guided Tour of The Midnight Hour. What do you think?

My muse tends to act more like a duende anyway. I need to control her better. What? Never heard of a duende? Then you should read my short fantasy, The Duende and the Muse.  :0  Full of Greek mythological figures in a fun present-day setting.

I also requested the rights back to Design for Life, my short contemporary published by The Wild Rose Press. You might yet find it on some secondary sites, but it's gone gone gone from TWRP's site. As with any re-release, I have some reworking ahead on that one, especially because it was part of the Flower Basket Series.

But I did finish the cover - what do you think? The heroine's a fashion designer, so, after hours of sifting through images on Dreamstime, I went for a cute fashion sketch graphic.

It will probably be a slow blogging week. Lots of life stuff happening, so I won't be able to get online much, although there will be three new authors at TBR this week. Hope you'll pop over and make them feel welcome. Please follow TBR too! :)

Monday, April 4, 2011

Join the Hunt!


Today's my day to participate in the TRS Treasure Hunt! There are plenty of great giveaways, including the grand prize of a Kindle! So collect all the clues and enter your answers at the TRS page.

Here's my clue:
Whiskey Creek Press author Cate Masters loves diving into her writing. When one of her heroes meets a real mermaid, what does she help resurface?

Here's an added hint for my clue: just check the blurbs on my Books page and you'll quickly find the answer. :)

And leave a comment on this post for the chance to win a PDF of my contemporary romance, Design for Life. I'm so excited it was a Top Ten Finisher in this year's PredEd poll! Woot!

Reviewers said: “Ok, So I'm a softy and I love a story that gets me a warm and mushy inside and this one totally did it. I LOVE Ms Master's ability to make me feel the ups and downs along with the characters. It makes for a really good read.”

And: “If you want a story that will stick with you long after the last page, then you need to read Design For Life.”

I’d love for you to check out the trailer, plus more reviews and the excerpt.

Happy hunting! And good luck!

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Sweetening the pot

I'm adding to the treasure at the TRS Treasure Hunt! One commenter on my blog will win a PDF of my contemporary romance, Design for Life. Be sure to stop back here on Monday to leave your comment, and hunt down the clues for the other participating authors - check the TRS page for the list.


Here's a different excerpt:
With the lone guitarist on the tiny corner stage, and every table filled once Becca and Mike took the last one, The Tin Cup bustled with noise. She didn’t mind, since they had to lean their heads close to talk. Smelling the tangy coffee on his breath made her want to taste him again.
The brilliance of his smile, the sparkle in his umber eyes grew more vivid at close range. “Tell me something.”
“What?” Being this close to him made her so lightheaded, she’d tell him anything.
With a mischievous grin, he narrowed his eyes. “What secrets lurk in that humungous handbag? A body, maybe?”
“No.” She laughed. “Only two-dimensional figures.”
He arched his brows. “Your sketches? Let’s see.”
“Oh, I—” Other than her teacher at art school, she’d only shown a few people. Her mom. The Flower Basket ladies. Her best friend. Showing him the sketches was like baring her soul. If he hated them, she’d be crushed.
“Come on, show me.”
The warmth in his tone reassured her. With a steadying breath, she pulled the sketch book from the handbag. After wiping a coffee smudge from the table, she laid the pad between them. “They’re very rough.”
Flipping slowly through page by page, he shook his head. “These aren’t rough. These are professional quality. Weren’t you working on something like this in high school?”
Something inside her dissolved, some barrier of nagging questions. No longer did the inner voice warn her she shouldn’t be here, that next Thursday night, when class convened, they’d be back to teacher and student.
“You remembered.” The amazement she felt resounded in her voice.
His gaze skipped from the sketch pad to hers, searching. “A lot of things. The way you slung your backpack over your shoulder like you were going mountain climbing or something. How your auburn hair caught the sunlight and swayed as you moved.” He closed the pad, placed it on the floor against the wall and leaned closer. “The curve of your hips.”
Her nerves tingled in excitement. She smiled, her hand light on his sleeve, itching to explore. “You do have a good eye for detail.”
Grinning, he laced his fingers in hers. “The curse of an artist, as you well know.” He glanced out the window and smiled. “Nice night for a walk, don’t you think?”
“Yes, the stars are lovely.” Not as lovely as the light in his deep brown eyes.
His gaze fell to her lips. “And quiet. Shall we?”

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Holiday giveaway!

Leave a comment by midnight tonight at the Desert Island Keepers Ladies Rule blog for the chance to win a PDF copy of Design for Life!



Tuesday, December 14, 2010

'Tis the season...

...for all things sweet and festive. To help you plan your holiday festivities, The Wild Rose Press is offering a free download of its 2010 cookbook, Holiday Sweets and Treats. Comprised of recipes contributed by TWRP authors, the PDF also contains a cookie recipe from me, handed down from my father's sister to my mom.

Mom made a wicked good cookie. Unfortunately, most of the cooking genes in our family passed to my sister, but this recipe's as near to foolproof as they come.

Download yours today, and make lots of great dishes for your holiday guests!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Another goodie up for grabs

Enter the contest at Coffee Time Romance for a chance to win one of two PDFs of Design for Life!

Design for Life has garnered some wonderful reviews. In its 4-book review, Long and Short Reviews said: "I love a story with an artsy angle. Real people who remind me of my friends fill this story. Cate Masters’ novella brings in characters I felt like I knew all along and a sense of being in the small town with them. When I sat down to read this story, I found myself transported to Almendra and the Flower Basket.
If you want a story that will stick with you long after the last page, then you need to read Design For Life."

Sweetly Reviewed said: "Ok, So I'm a softy and I love a story that gets me a warm and mushy inside and this one totally did it. I LOVE Ms Master's ability to make me feel the ups and downs along with the characters. It makes for a really good read."

Two Lips Reviews said in its 4-lips review: "Ms. Masters created a heroine that was determined to see her dreams come true. Ms. Masters also gave the heroine a wonderful value system combined with supportive friends. Overall, Design For Life was a delightful read."


Friday, May 21, 2010

New review from LASR for Design for Life!

This week, Long and Short Reviews emailed me their wonderful review of Design for Life.

It said, in part: I love a story with an artsy angle. Real people who remind me of my friends fill this story. Cate Masters’ novella brings in characters I felt like I knew all along and a sense of being in the small town with them. When I sat down to read this story, I found myself transported to Almendra and the Flower Basket.

And: If you want a story that will stick with you long after the last page, then you need to read Design For Life.

Click here for the full review.

Thank you so much, Tiger Lily! I am so excited you found the characters as warm and real as I intended.

Here's the trailer:








Saturday, April 24, 2010

Blogmania early bird checklist - and a winner!

Less than one week till Blogmania! I'm excited! I hope you are too.

If you want to have the most fun and scoop up as much loot as possible, here are a few Early Bird Reminders to help you do just that.

1. Be at any of the blogs participating in the Blogmania Event as early as possible on April 30th. The easiest way to find a Blogmania Blog is to look for the Blogmania Badge.

2. This is an international event, so understand that there will be some differences in time zones. My advice is to start early and stay late to catch all the blogs.

3. Each blog will have their own giveaway requirements. Read them carefully, follow through, and then move on as quickly as possible. If you run across a blog that you really like and want to spend some time exploring, copy their URL and then visit them after Blogmania is over.

4. We will have a 100+ blogs for you to visit. Each one will post their number like this. ( This is blog 47 of 100) This is to help you keep track of which blogs you’ve visited, and which ones you still need to reach. You may want to prepare a blog sheet numbered from 1 – 120, then mark off each numbered blog as you visit.

5. All blog links provided will also have a number like (Blog 89 of 100). Look for the blogs that you haven’t yet visited and follow those links until you’ve checked off all the blogs on your sheet.

6. We have all types of blogs participating in Blogmania, which means that the range of items in their giveaways are diverse. I have previewed many and they are awesome.

Here are the goodies I'll be offering to a random commenter on April 30 for Blogmania - one print copy each of One Soul for Sale and Picture This!



Also, I'll include a bracelet handmade by me, and a beaded book thong! Click on either photo for a closeup view.




Don't forget to come back on April 30! More than 100 authors and artisans are participating with some very cool offerings, so it's well worth visiting their blogs! You can check out other offerings on the Blogmania Facebook fan page.



And... the winner is...
Finally, as I promised in last Saturday's post, today's the day someone will win a PDF of Design for Life. Thanks to all who sent emails and left comments! I threw everyone's name into a bowl, and my daughter drew out Tracey D. Tracey, I've emailed you the PDF - let me know if you don't receive it! Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!


Saturday, April 17, 2010

Last-minute Saturday giveaway!

To brighten and warm up this dreary, cold Saturday, I decided to give away a PDF of Design for Life!

To enter, all you need to do is become a follower on my blog and either comment below or email me at cate.masters AT gmail.com. (If you're already a follower, just let me know). I'll leave it open all week, and announce a winner here next Saturday.

A reviewer said: Ok, So I'm a softy and I love a story that gets me a warm and mushy inside and this one totally did it. I LOVE Ms Master's ability to make me feel the ups and downs along with the characters. It makes for a really good read.

Here's the story excerpt:
“Morning, ladies!” Becca took a moment to inhale the scent of fresh flowers permeating the air.
With a smile, Steffie waved as she talked on the phone.
Hitting a series of keys, Grace turned. “Hey, Becca.”
Donica Laurent entered from the back of the shop. “Good morning!”
The homey atmosphere in the shop always unraveled Becca’s wound nerves. Walking to the counter, she reached into her handbag, oversized to double as a briefcase to carry her art supplies. Her presentation last night had gone well, but she hoped this morning’s would surpass it.
“If you have a minute, can you take a look at these designs and let me know what you think? I used them for my class project last night.”
Grace laid a hand on her arm, her face alight. “Did you wow them?”
With a grin, Becca pulled out her sketch pad. “Not exactly. But Mr. Hunter said they were good.”
Her brow furrowed, Donica stepped next to her. “Who’s Mr. Hunter?”
“A substitute teacher.” Her words came out in a sing-song tone.
Steffie clucked her tongue. “Something about the way you say that makes me think he’s kinda cute.”
Becca couldn’t help but smile. “Not kind of. Very.”
At home last night, she found herself sketching Mike Hunter. His dark hair, tapering to the top of his collar, made her want to run her fingers through its waves. She wanted to remove his black rectangular-framed glasses, peer into his dark brown eyes that sparkled when his gaze met hers. Press her lips against his and push his corduroy jacket from his shoulders. Drawing his features gave her a sense of intimacy, one she wanted to experience.
Hoping the women didn’t notice, Becca fanned the warmth from her neck.
Thank goodness they were too busy laughing. Since she’d been hired at The Flower Basket, the three co-owners had come to feel like her sisters. Warm. Supportive. On the days she had to bring Mom to her doctor appointments, all encouraged her not worry about them, even though the shop had attracted so much new business, they sometimes put in sixteen hours.
Becca hoped to give something back. Something worthwhile.



Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

New review for Design for Life!

Two Lips Reviews gave Design for Life 4 Lips!

Here's what Sal, the reviewer, had to say, in part: "Ms. Masters created a heroine that was determined to see her dreams come true. Ms. Masters also gave the heroine a wonderful value system combined with supportive friends. Overall, Design For Life was a delightful read."

Thanks so much, Sal!

And You Gotta Read Videos included the book trailer for Design for Life in this month's contest!

I would love it if you would vote for #13 at http://yougottareadvideos.blogspot.com/.

Here is the trailer again. Because I dedicated this book to my own Becca, I included some of her high school sketches. My nephew Fred provided the incredible guitar music for this trailer too. And because it's part of The Flower Basket Series at The Wild Rose Press, I used photos of vividly colored flowers. (There's a method to the madness!)



Thanks for your support!


Monday, March 8, 2010

First review for Design for Life!

Sweetly Reviewed gave Design for Life a great review! In the reviewer's words, "Wow!" It was wonderful. A double surprise, as I wasn't expecting a review so quickly!

Here's what the reviewer said in part: "Ok, So I'm a softy and I love a story that gets me a warm and mushy inside and this one totally did it. I LOVE Ms Master's ability to make me feel the ups and downs along with the characters. It makes for a really good read."

Thanks so much, Sweetly Reviewed! You can read the full review here.


Friday, February 12, 2010

Continuing the Design for Life release celebration!

Come on over to Emma Lai's blog, where I'll be giving away another PDF copy of Design for Life! It's my birthday today too, so it's a double celebration. Woot!

Here's the trailer again:




Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Release day for Design for Life!

I love release days! Today The Wild Rose Press releases Design for Life!
Joanna Aislinn is graciously allowing me to celebrate at her blog. Come on over! I'll be giving away a PDF copy to a random commenter. [As I write this, we're getting round 2 of Snowmageddon: another foot to two feet expected on top of the weekend's two feet of snow, so fingers crossed that the power and my Internet connection holds! If I'm not there, you'll know why!]

Here's the story blurb:
Becca Lyndon puts her dreams on hold by leaving art school to care for her ailing mom. Working full time at The Flower Basket leaves precious little time, but she squeezes in night classes at the local college. When Mike Hunter fills in as a substitute teacher, she worries about a repeat of the critical reviews he gave her work when he substituted at her high school three years earlier. His reason comes as a complete surprise, but can she trust him? Or will he disappear like her father? When that possibility looms all too real, she’s determined never to let the design for her life unravel again. Following her bliss requires work, but pays off in more ways than she ever imagined. She also learns that one door might close, but another can open—and lead to unexpected opportunities.

Here's the excerpt:
“Morning, ladies!” Becca took a moment to inhale the scent of fresh flowers permeating the air.
With a smile, Steffie waved as she talked on the phone.
Hitting a series of keys, Grace turned. “Hey, Becca.”
Donica Laurent entered from the back of the shop. “Good morning!”
The homey atmosphere in the shop always unraveled Becca’s wound nerves. Walking to the counter, she reached into her handbag, oversized to double as a briefcase to carry her art supplies. Her presentation last night had gone well, but she hoped this morning’s would surpass it.
“If you have a minute, can you take a look at these designs and let me know what you think? I used them for my class project last night.”
Grace laid a hand on her arm, her face alight. “Did you wow them?”
With a grin, Becca pulled out her sketch pad. “Not exactly. But Mr. Hunter said they were good.”
Her brow furrowed, Donica stepped next to her. “Who’s Mr. Hunter?”
“A substitute teacher.” Her words came out in a sing-song tone.
Steffie clucked her tongue. “Something about the way you say that makes me think he’s kinda cute.”
Becca couldn’t help but smile. “Not kind of. Very.”
At home last night, she found herself sketching Mike Hunter. His dark hair, tapering to the top of his collar, made her want to run her fingers through its waves. She wanted to remove his black rectangular-framed glasses, peer into his dark brown eyes that sparkled when his gaze met hers. Press her lips against his and push his corduroy jacket from his shoulders. Drawing his features gave her a sense of intimacy, one she wanted to experience.
Hoping the women didn’t notice, Becca fanned the warmth from her neck.
Thank goodness they were too busy laughing. Since she’d been hired at The Flower Basket, the three co-owners had come to feel like her sisters. Warm. Supportive. On the days she had to bring Mom to her doctor appointments, all encouraged her not worry about them, even though the shop had attracted so much new business, they sometimes put in sixteen hours.
Becca hoped to give something back. Something worthwhile.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Design for Life trailer

Yesterday I finished the trailer for Design for Life, which will release on Feb. 10 from The Wild Rose Press as part of its Flower Basket Series. So what do you think?




Friday, November 6, 2009

I have a release date for Design for Life!

Yay! The Wild Rose Press will release Design for Life on February 10, 2010. Two days before my birthday - nice present, huh?

Here's the story blurb:
Becca Lyndon puts her dreams on hold by leaving art school to care for her ailing mom. Working full time at The Flower Basket leaves precious little time, but she squeezes in night classes at the local college. When Mike Hunter fills in as a substitute teacher, she worries about a repeat of the critical reviews he gave her work when he substituted at her high school three years earlier. His reason comes as a complete surprise, but can she trust him? Or will he disappear like her father? When that possibility looms all too real, she’s determined never to let the design for her life unravel again. Following her bliss requires work, but pays off in more ways than she ever imagined. She also learns that one door might close, but another can open—and lead to unexpected opportunities.


Saturday, August 29, 2009

Design for Life

Today I received the beautiful cover for my Sweetheart Rose story, Design for Life. I wrote this story for the Flower Basket series, but also to encourage my youngest daughter, Becca, to follow her dreams no matter what life might throw at her. Ironic, since this week, life threw us a hugely unexpected curve ball from left field and I spent the week in the Intensive Care Unit with my husband. We were lucky that he followed his instincts and we went to the ER in time, so his heart attack was mild. A cardiac catheter’s not the most pleasant procedure, but it found 95 percent blockage in an artery, and the stent the heart surgeon implanted will prevent a future occurrence, with some diligence on our part.
It’s times like these that really throw life into sharp perspective, and priorities fall immediately into line. Having my husband well enough to come home again took the number one slot, and everything else fell away. So if I owe you anything, please be patient, I’m working my way through everything.
Life’s lessons can sometimes be harsh, but it’s what we take away from them that’s important. Yes, following your dreams is still important, but having someone to love who loves you equally provides the essential basis from which everything else flows and grows. Something else I hope Design for Life conveys.
I’m still working on the final edits, but here’s the story blurb:
Becca Lyndon puts her dreams on hold by leaving art school to care for her ailing mom. Working full time at The Flower Basket leaves precious little time, but she squeezes in night classes at the local college. When Mike Hunter fills in as a substitute teacher, she worries about a repeat of the critical reviews he gave her work when he substituted at her high school three years earlier. His reason comes as a complete surprise, but can she trust him? Or will he disappear like her father? When that possibility looms all too real, she’s determined never to let the design for her life unravel again. Following her bliss requires work, but pays off in more ways than she ever imagined. She also learns that one door might close, but another can open—and lead to unexpected opportunities.

Friday, March 20, 2009

New contract with The Wild Rose Press!

As promised in my earlier post, here is more info about the new story contract with The Wild Rose Press. Last year, TWRP put out a call for submission in its Sweetheart Rose line for a series called The Flower Basket. Stories had to conform to series guidelines: be set in Almendra, California, and include the Flower Basket shop and its three owners.
My youngest daughter's name is Rebecca Lynne, and we call her Becca, hence Becca Lyndon became the heroine. Design for Life is intended to inspire her to follow her own dreams. Becca's a very talented artist who deserves every good thing life has to offer.
Below are the story blurb and excerpt. Hope to have more on this soon!

Blurb:
Becca Lyndon must leave art school to care for her ailing mother. When she begins a job at The Flower Basket, her goals appear to be on hold though she’s taking night classes. Mike Hunter, her former high school art teacher, substitutes at her night class, and she panics. He made her senior year a nightmare with his constant criticism. When she learns the reason why, it comes as a complete surprise. She also learns when one door closes, another can open - and lead to unexpected opportunities.

Excerpt:
“Morning, ladies!” Becca called as she closed the door behind her.
With a smile, Steffie waved as she talked on the phone.
Hitting the total key, Grace turned. “Hey, Becca.”
Donica Laurent entered from the back of the shop. “Good morning!”
The homey atmosphere in the shop always unraveled Becca’s wound nerves. Walking to the counter, she reached into her handbag, oversized to double as a briefcase to carry her art supplies. Her presentation last night had gone well, but she hoped this morning’s would surpass it.
“If you have a minute, can you take a look at these designs and let me know what you think? I used them for my class project last night.”
Grace laid a hand on her arm, her face alight. “Did you wow them?”
Becca pulled her sketch pad out with a grin. “Not exactly. But Mr. Hunter said they were good.”
Her brow furrowed, Donica stepped next to her. “Who’s Mr. Hunter?”
“A substitute teacher.” Her words came out in a sing-song tone.
Steffie clucked her tongue. “Something about the way you say that makes me think he’s kinda cute.”
Becca couldn’t help but smile. “Not kind of. Very.”
At home last night, she found herself sketching Mike Hunter. His dark hair, tapering to the top of his collar, made her want to run her fingers through its waves. She wanted to remove his black rectangular framed glasses, peer into his dark brown eyes that sparkled when his gaze met hers. Press her lips against his and push his corduroy jacket from his shoulders. Drawing his features gave her a sense of intimacy, one she wanted to experience.
Becca fanned the warmth from her neck, and hoped the women didn’t notice.
Thank goodness they were too busy laughing. Since she’d been hired at the Flower Basket, the three co-owners had come to feel like her sisters. Warm. Supportive. On the days she had to bring her Mom to her doctor appointments, all encouraged her not worry about them, even though the shop had attracted so much new business, they sometimes put in sixteen hours.
Becca hoped to give something back. Something worthwhile.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Design for Life - short contemporary romance

Available on Smashwords
and for Amazon Kindle


When Becca Lyndon puts her dreams on hold, could she lose them?
Three years earlier, art teacher Mike Hunter criticized her work. When he substitutes in Becca’s night class, she’s surprised to see him again. And even more surprised when he invites her out.
When her trust in him wavers, she’s determined not to let the design for her life unravel again.
She also learns that one door might close, but another can open—and lead to unexpected opportunities.





Reviews
Ok, So I'm a softy and I love a story that gets me a warm and mushy inside and this one totally did it. I LOVE Ms Master's ability to make me feel the ups and downs along with the characters. It makes for a really good read.
Sweetly Reviewed - 17.5 out of 20

I love a story with an artsy angle. Real people who remind me of my friends fill this story. Cate Masters’ novella brings in characters I felt like I knew all along and a sense of being in the small town with them. When I sat down to read this story, I found myself transported to Almendra and the Flower Basket.
If you want a story that will stick with you long after the last page, then you need to read Design For Life.
Long and Short Reviews - 4 books

Ms. Masters created a heroine that was determined to see her dreams come true. Ms. Masters also gave the heroine a wonderful value system combined with supportive friends. Overall, Design For Life was a delightful read.
Two Lips Reviews - 4 lips


Excerpt
The door creaked as Becca eased it open, and her stomach churned. At five foot ten, she had trouble remaining inconspicuous. Her height and auburn hair had always felt like a double whammy—the combination made her stand out in any crowd. She couldn’t risk angering Mrs. Leonard. A big percentage of her overall grade depended on the presentation. For the past month, she’d concentrated on it every spare moment, but those moments were few and far between. Tonight, she had to dazzle them.
Her classmate Andy White stood at the podium in front, his sketches on the easel, his presentation already in progress. Only a few heads turned as she slipped into her seat with a breath of relief.
Their teacher’s desk sat empty. Strange. Being eight months pregnant, Mrs. Leonard normally didn’t stray far.
On the blackboard at the front of the room, a name was scrawled in chalk—Mike Hunter. A nerve pulsed in her throat. It couldn’t be. As she scrunched in her seat, she leaned her chin against her palm and peeked through her fingers.
A few classmates partially blocked her view of the man. Perched on the windowsill, head down, he jotted notes on a pad. During her senior year of high school, another substitute teacher named Mike Hunter subbed for the art teacher who’d resigned abruptly. For five months, all her classmates talked about was Mike Hunter, in the lunch room, at the lockers, even during gym. Fresh from college, he’d accepted the position while job hunting. Every girl had a crush on the young substitute.
Every girl except Becca.
More than anyone else’s in her class, he’d focused on her sketches, and spent extra time critiquing her artwork. When she thought she’d mastered a concept, he pointed out the flaws. He seemed to have it in for her, always pushing her to do better after she’d slaved over her work. More than once, she’d grown so frustrated, she’d gone home in tears. Because of him, she almost decided against art school. For Becca, his intensity overwhelmed any charm he had. While other girls dreamed of being on the receiving end of his smile, she’d dreamed he would leave her alone.
Please don’t let it be that Mike Hunter. The extra pressure might prove too much.
With the stealth of a cat, she slid out her notepad and pen. She let her long hair fall forward and began taking notes as if she’d been there all along. Hopefully, this new teacher wouldn’t notice her tardiness. He couldn’t have memorized everyone already. To make herself less noticeable, she slumped further in her seat.
Andy droned on about his design, but she couldn’t decipher the main element out of all the jagged edges, none of which came together in a meaningful way. She glanced at her classmates, whose furrowed brows told her they were equally confused, then at the new teacher, who held a hand to his mouth as he studied Andy’s sketch with narrowed eyes.
Oh no. Her stomach clenched. The same intense eyes that used to assess her work so critically. The Mike Hunter who’d made her senior year a nightmare.




Thanks to The Wild Rose Press, which first published this ebook.