This was pointless. I didn't love Roman Avery, yet I wanted to kiss Roman Avery. I'd bought a swimsuit to impress Roger Keen, but all I could think of was what Roman Avery would say about it. Now, Roman Avery said he had a date, and I was actually ... actually ... jealous. It smacked me in the face.
Stupid because he had a right to see whoever he wanted, and like he'd said, we were only friends.
The best way
Coralee Pirtle
can think of to be noticed by Roger Keen, is to show up at the big pool party in the right suit. Problem is, she doesn't own one and hasn't a dime to her name. Easily solved ... she'll get a job.
Working alongside
Roman Avery
at the local hardware store isn't exactly what she had in mind, but how hard can it be? Two weeks, one paycheck, and she's set. However, plans change, and the more time goes by, the less appealing Roger seems, and the more Roman Avery becomes the man of her dreams.
Book 1 of 3 in The Coralee Chronicles.