Cajun Book Lover: Serenity

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Title: Serenity

Author: Ava O’Shay

Audience: Upper Young Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Formats: E-book and paperback

Publisher: Ava O’Shay

Cover by: Raven Books and Design

Editor: Kara Leigh Miller

Expected Date of Publishing: June 15,2014

All it takes is one moment for their lives to change forever. One bad hit and a head injury destroys Jolin’s football dream and leaves him with a stutter. Knocked from his pedestal he struggles to keep a hold on a popularity he isn’t sure he even wants. When Serenity’s strung out mom returns, the money Serenity saved for her escape disappears. To keep her life together, Serenity is forced to make a deal with the guy who wants to take Jolin’s spot on the top. With their futures in the balance can two people on opposite sides of the social circle find a common ground and help each other survive their present and heal from their past?

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His hands reached out and encircled her waist. “So she’ll sign the lease then?” His voice had gotten low and sent a chill through her. “Does she have a job?”

Ren wanted to step away from his touch. Her entire body screamed to jerk free of his hold but she fought to keep control over the situation. “Quill and I work. We’ll make sure you get the rent on time.”

Brock laughed. “You don’t work enough hours to pay rent and utilities. Not to mention food to eat.”

“I think your only concern would be whether I can pay you the rent on time.” Ren stood straighter.

“Can you?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Well I don’t have it right now. With the funeral costs it will be tight this month.” Ren was lying. The funeral cost weren’t even close to being paid off and she had no money set aside for rent. Anything Grams had, Mom had spent before the body was in the ground.

Brock pulled her into him. “Well then I guess that’s where your initial question comes back into play.”

“And what was that?” Ren was afraid to ask.

“What can you do for me?” He ran the back of his fingers down her cheek.

Ren swallowed. She didn’t like where this was going. Ren pulled her lip ring into her mouth and sucked on it for a minute before letting it slide out again. Brock took in a sharp breath, his thumb moved to caress the ring encircling her lip.

“What can I do for you,” Ren said, lowering her voice to a confident whisper. “More importantly what’s in it for me?” She leaned into him, raising her hand to rest against his chest.

Brock diverted his eyes from hers. She suppressed a smile when she felt his heartbeat quicken. She craved the control she had over men and if she could use it to get a few more days to pay the rent she’d play his game.

“What do you want,” she said again leaning in to brush her lips against the side of his neck.

Brock moved his hands to Ren’s shoulders and pushed her away. “I want a deal.”

Ren leaned back against the wall of the living room and crossed her arms over her chest. “What terms?”

The corner of Brock’s mouth turned up. He dipped his head and looked up through his long lashes. “You have…” he let his voice train off.

She raised an eyebrow. “A rep?”

He looked at his feet and shook his head.

“Spill it Roberts. What do you want?”

“Okay here’s the deal. I’ll give you a break on the rent. I’ll even give you some extra for the stuff you need. I want you to provide services for me.”

Ren pushed off the wall and walked away from him. “I’m not for sale.”

“I’m open to negotiation.” He followed after her.

“I’m not having sex with you for money.”

“Again I said I’m open for negotiations.”

“I already kissed you. Let you put your hands all over me. Do I get paid for that?” Ren continued to walk across the house, hoping to get some distance between them. “She hadn’t planned on even kissing him but she was drunk at the Warehouse Club and he had been a willing distraction from her mom.

“Well since we already did that for free I was thinking of upping the anti a bit.” His eyes lowered toward his crotch and then back to meet hers.

Ren turned on him. “What? You want me to suck you off for rent money? We aren’t living on the set of Gossip Girl.”

“Is that what you’re offering?”

“I don’t know that I’m offering anything.”

“I need to know if what you can do for me is worth what I’m offering.” He placed his hands on her shoulders moving his thumbs in small circles on the side of her neck. “If you’re as good as I think you’ll be it could be a couple hundred off. I expect you to be available when I call. Whenever I call.” He moved into her. “Are you worth it?”

She felt sick to her stomach. “I’m worth it,” Ren said without batting an eye.

After many years trudging through the social awkwardness of high school and the whirl wind of college romances I finally landed in the Seattle area writing about the hell, horror, and don't forget hot romance of youth.

I love all things outdoors and can be found hiking, kayaking, mountain biking, or doing anything that will work up a good sweat. I love to interact with my readers and meet them at signings.