Brush Strokes by Janelle Stalder & Regina Wamba

Author:Janelle Stalder & Regina Wamba [Stalder, Janelle & Wamba, Regina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00KLC7USW
Published: 2014-05-25T23:00:00+00:00

Operation ‘Make the Bad Boys Notice Want Us’ or as Ella liked to call it, operation ‘Make the Bad Boys Want Us to Have Their Babies’ – she’s nuts and has seriously questionable morals – was officially underway.

I pulled down the hem of the tiny – and I do mean tiny – white, sundress I was wearing. It was Ella’s and she was shorter than me, so I felt wholly indecent. The action of pulling it down had the negative effect of now making my boobs even more noticeable in the low-cut dress. With a sigh, I pulled it up, once again making it too short. It was a lose-lose situation. Ella insisted it wasn’t as bad as I thought and I was just being a prude, but I begged to differ.

“I don’t know about this,” I said for the umpteenth time.

Ella waved her hand at me dismissively. “You look like the hottest little virgin on this side of the ocean.”

What did that even mean? “Uh, I’m not a virgin,” I reminded her.

“Doesn’t matter,” she said, waving me off again as we made our way to the front of the school. “Wearing white makes guys think you’re all innocent and pure, and all they’re going to want to do is corrupt you.” She turned and waggled her eyebrows at me.

“Seriously, what is wrong with you?”

She laughed. “Nothing. This is so going to work and then you’re going to be thanking me.”

I caught a few interested looks from some boys standing around outside and my cheeks instantly burned up. “I don’t know about that.”

“May I remind you that you were the one who called me last night, so do as I say and shut-up.”

I pulled on the bottom and then the top again as if I didn’t already know there was no magically making this dress any bigger or longer. It wrapped around my body like it was painted on, accentuating every curve. Even I could admit I looked nice – okay, maybe a little hot – but now that I was here at school, I was starting to think this was an awful idea.

Ella had shown up early this morning – way too early for my liking. Arms full of clothes, make-up and instruments of torture. The hour before school was spent being poked and prodded by her until I’d ended up with the big curls now flowing down my back, and this ridiculous dress. I just hoped she was right and it paid off because I was going to spend the entire day trying not to flash the rest of the student body any T&A.

Walking into first period was like walking the green mile. My heart was beating so erratically I was half afraid I was going to have a heart attack right then and there. The entire night before I had done nothing but play that kiss over and over in my head. I was starting to wonder if I was being a big loser. Colt probably hadn’t given it another thought.

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