#Swag (GearShark #3) by Cambria Hebert

Author:Cambria Hebert [Hebert, Cambria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01GQE4OD2
Publisher: Cambria Hebert Books, LLC
Published: 2016-06-05T23:00:00+00:00

Joey

I felt like a real girl.

I mean, I am a girl, but I’ve never been one to get that fluttery, anticipatory feeling when a guy was around and I was just waiting to catch sight of him.

Then I did.

My blood pressure spiked. I actually felt it rise like it shot out of a cannon. My pulse began to hammer, and an almost giddy feeling erupted deep in my stomach.

I was totally embarrassed.

I’d never ever felt like this before. Not even in high school with my first crush, my first boyfriend, or even the first time I had sex.

I was usually more cool, more even tempered. Sure, I would get excited to see a guy in the past or someone I really liked. We laughed and had fun together. Sex was always good.

Jace was different.

He made me feel like a woman in ways I’d never felt before, in ways I thought I never would.

I honestly believed growing up under my father’s roof, where it once had been hoped I were a son and not a daughter, influenced me. Sure, my mom would dress me up when I was little and she’d try to teach me to be a lady and take me to where she’d come from and try to mold me in her image.

I never took to it. To her.

Most would describe me as a tomboy. I don’t know what the hell that even meant. I was just me, and that me wasn’t a girly girl. I liked fast cars, ripped-up jeans, action movies, and I didn’t depend on a man for anything.

Yet when I arrived in Colorado (a day before the race), we all went downtown and walked around the shops and had dinner at a restaurant with the best homemade fish and chips. Across the street was a place that caught my eye. A place I’d never seen or been to before.

A blow-dry bar.

If you’re anything like me, then you’re sitting there saying, “A what now?”

A blow-dry bar is a place women go to get their hair shampooed and blown out. It’s not a salon. They don’t do cuts; they don’t do color. They simply shampoo, condition, and then blow your hair out into a sleek and gorgeous style that supposedly will hold for several days because, apparently, the blow-dryers are filled with fairy dust.

Okay, they aren’t.

But the way they advertise it, they might as well be.

Naturally, I scoffed at the sight as I sat in the window of the restaurant across the street and chewed my steak. I’d walk in and those women would probably be horrified. They wouldn’t know what to do with a head of hair like mine. Hell, I didn’t even know what to do with it.

The thought amused the hell out of me. Naturally, I then wanted to go there.

I told myself it was because I wanted to show these blow-dryer wielding fairies nothing they did could tame this beast on my head… but really, the lure of perfectly straight, glossy hair, the way it was on the cover of GearShark, totally called to me.

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