I had a hard time choosing which excerpt to share… One of them made me sigh but 🙂 I ultimately chose the one that made me laugh out loud. Check out Rhonda Helms novel One Broke Girl
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One Broke Girl
By Rhonda Helms
I absentmindedly handed out pizza and corn to the next several students who shuffled through the line. All the while, Gavin and I shot each other awkward smiles. I cleared my throat.
“So how was your weekend?”
His bright white teeth flashed in the cafeteria light. “Fine. And yours?”
“Fine as well.” It was so hard to not look at those sexy lips. I made myself think of Steven’s face to appease the self-reproach flaring in my belly. Surely it wasn’t wrong to find a guy mildly attractive, right? I mean, it wasn’t like we were going to do anything. I might have made a lot of mistakes in my life, but I wasn’t going to cheat.
I’d just keep repeating that chant in my head every time I saw him and it would be totally fine.
“This is a scintillating conversation, you know,” he said with a wide grin.
“Mr. Metcalf,” a young boy interrupted as he tugged on Gavin’s sleeve. “Is it time for recess yet?”
“After lunch. Go finish your food, okay?”
The kid’s face fell, and he glared as he crossed his arms. “I hate my sandwich. It tastes like balls.”
I huffed a sharp laugh and tried to focus on the students in line.
“That’s so not appropriate,” Gavin said. “You shouldn’t repeat things you hear the older kids say.” He gripped the kid’s shoulder and led him back to his table.
Well, it was probably good that Balls Kid had interrupted us. I didn’t need to be kinda-flirting with him anyway. Not only because I had a boyfriend, but because I was crazy occupied at the moment. I had a busy life, what with this job, fixing stuff up at home, starting the maid work and possibly delivering pizza on my bike.
The fun times never ended.
2014 © Rhonda Helms