Shades of Sydney (Sydney West #1) by Brittney Coon

Author:Brittney Coon [Coon, Brittney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01A2LLF3M
Goodreads: 26851413
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2016-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

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When I entered the house, I found Amelia in the kitchen. I guess she and Hunter finally parted ways after leaving the party. She was writing in a notebook. “Syd, just in time!”

“For what?”

She handed me her notebook. “What do you think of my new signature?”

Was she serious? Who practiced their signature these days? Only wannabe famous people, that’s who.

I took the notebook and studied it. Her first name was signed like she always did. It was curly and girly. She’d even dotted her “i” with a heart. The part that stood out was her last name, Bailey. It wasn’t hers and I didn’t recognize it as any famous person she had a crush on.

“Whose last name is that?” I asked, waiting for her to say some actor or musician she was obsessed with at the moment.

“Hunter’s.”

“Hunter Bailey?” I let that sink in. “No, not your Hunter.”

She nodded.

“Please tell me you’re not engaged.” I automatically inspected her left hand, looking for a ring.

“Of course not. I was trying it on for size. I like the ring to it. Don’t you?”

“Sure.” I passed the notebook back and went to the fridge to get a soda.

“I wish I could find someone for you so you’d feel the same way as I do.” She sighed that lovey-dovey sigh. “Then we can double date the right way.”

“Sounds wonderful,” I drawled, grabbing a Dr. Pepper can. She went back to writing. I went upstairs to hide from lovesick Amelia. Cupid hit her square in the ass with that bow of his. Oh, please let him avoid me. I didn’t want an arrow.

I was perfectly fine being alone. Just fine. I can do whatever I want when I want. No one to boss me around. Never having to compromise or do anything I didn’t want to. That was true paradise, right?

It felt like I was always in this vicious cycle with myself. Debating if love was worth the risk of hurting my heart. No, it would do more than hurt. It would crush it and turn it to ash.

I liked my heart intact in its cage of ice, safe from everything and everyone. Some say that’s not a way to live, that being winter-hearted only hurts you and your soul. Love’s a twisted game. It poses as a beautiful rose and then stabs you with its deadly thorn. I knew its tricks. I may be a little mad, but I wasn’t going to fall in love. My fragile heart taped together by ice was never going to be at risk of being torn into ribbons. Never.

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