With: Danielle Ellison
The Sweetheart Sham
She uncrosses her arms. “Right.
They’re with the Stanguards.”
The Sweetheart Sham
In a small town like Culler, South Carolina, you guard your secrets like you guard your cobbler recipe: with your life. Georgia Ann Monroe knows a thing or two about secrets: she’s been guarding the truth that her best friend Will is gay for years now. But what happens when a little white lie to protect him gets her into a fake relationship…and then the boy of her dreams shows up?
Enter Beau Montgomery: Georgie’s first love, hotter than ever, and much too much of a southern gentleman to ever pursue someone else’s girl. There’s no way to come clean to Beau while still protecting Will. But bless their hearts, they live in Culler—where secrets always have a way of revealing themselves.
Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains a hilarious “fakeship,” a scorching-hot impossible relationship, and a heartwarming best-friendship that will make you want to call your best friend right here, right now.
Excerpt from The Sweetheart
Sham:
“What are you doing here?” Georgia
Ann asks as soon as she comes downstairs.
I didn’t even hear her. I look her
way from the counter. She’s still in her pajamas. Pink ones with polka dots and
not a stitch of makeup. I can’t look at her in the wrong way, or for too long
because she’s my cousin’s girl, so I avert my eyes. Not that the image isn’t
burned into my retinas and on replay.
I cross my arms. “What do you mean?”
She scowls at me; it makes her
nose crinkle up. Cute. Everything she does is cute. She is dating your cousin.
“Why are you in my house?”
“Your dad made coffee,” I say,
pointing to the two mugs.
“Yeah, it’s his house so he can do
that. I meant why are you here so early.”
I smile at her. “He invited me to
breakfast. Plus, I think I asked someone to hang out with me, then she
disappeared.”
“I never said I would.”
“You never said you wouldn’t.”
Georgia Ann sighs. “I’ve been
busy. You have basketball anyway.”
“Not on Saturdays.”
“Hang out with Will,” she says.
“He’s not here today,” I respond.
She uncrosses her arms. “Right.
They’re with the Stanguards.”
“The only one at home is my dad.
I’d rather go toe to toe with an alligator.”
She searches my gaze for a minute.
“So here you are.”
We stare at each other across the
space in the kitchen. Her hair is falling down from her bun. I want to reach
over and push it off her face like I used to. Neither of us says anything as we
stare at each other. I can almost feel the energy between us. It’s not
something I’ve had with anyone else since her. I’d almost convinced myself it’d
never happened in the first place. She’s
not yours. I know she’s not and she can’t be. She’s with Will, and they
both get to be happy. I still want to be her friend and move forward.
“Beau,” she says. She steps a
little closer to me. “That’s my coffee mug.”
I blink and look down as Georgia
Ann reaches past me toward a blue mug. I pull it away. “It doesn’t have your
name on it.”
She reaches for the mug in my
hand, and her fingers brush mine. It’s enough to send my heart racing. Georgia
Ann turns the mug upside down and shoves the bottom in my face. There, carved
in the bottom in tiny print, is her name.
“I stand corrected.”
I let her have the mug, and the
look of victory on her face is remarkably smug. I like it.
About
Danielle Ellison:
Danielle
Ellison is a nomad, a lover of make-believe, and a bit of coffee snob. Always
on the lookout for an adventure and the next story, she has had more zip codes
and jobs than she can count.
In
addition to writing, she’s the founder of the NoVa TEEN Book Festival in
Virginia and a teen librarian. When she’s not busy with books, she’s probably
watching her favorite shows, drinking coffee, or fighting her nomadic urges.
She
is settled in Georgia (for now) with her cat, Simon, but you can always find
her on twitter @DanielleEWrites.
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