Book two will be released in September. Yay!! Hopefully I’ll nail down a specific date soon.
That means I have around ten Teaser Tuesdays to do until then. I tried picking my top ten most favorite quotes from book two, and ended up with thirty-seven. So….there may be more than one in each post, or bonus teasers throughout the week.
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Here’s teaser #1:
“I am staying, so this discussion is over.” Miles stands his ground, staring at me in a way I know he thinks he’s winning. With one last glare, he turns and begins stomping away.
There isn’t a person alive that can make me this mad. No one. Because I’m going to combust any minute if I don’t release some of the rage inside me, I bend down and scrunch snow together in my hands, and throw it at his retreating back. When the snowball hits just below his shoulder, he stops, looks over his shoulder at the remaining snow on his jacket, and then faces me.
“That haughty tone of yours may work with people who call you Mr. Denley and see you as the next Lord Denley, but I see Miles. And right now I don’t like you. You can’t dismiss me like I’m inferior to you.” I throw another snowball at him, but he blocks his face with his arm. And then he does the worst thing he could do. He smiles, thinking I’m funny. At the moment I’m the opposite of funny. I throw another one at him.
“That dismissal did not come from Mr. Denley. It came from me. And I dismissed this conversation because it is ridiculous and getting old. I am not leaving and you cannot make me,” he says, sounding like a stubborn ten-year-old boy. “How many of those will you throw at me?” he asks while blocking my shots.
“As many as it takes to wipe that arrogant smile off your face, or pop your big head. Whichever comes first.”
My arm is beginning to ache from hurling snowballs at him, but the more I throw the funnier he thinks it is. And then he catches one in his hand right before it hits his face, and he laughs. Really loud. If the snow hasn’t melted under me yet, it’s going to.
“Why do you always laugh when I’m getting mad at you? There’s nothing funny about this.”
“When you are angry for legitimate reasons I do not laugh. I laugh now because you are angry over something very silly.”
Silly? I really think I might actually kill him.
Where does Grace want Miles to go? And why is Miles being stubborn about it?
I’m excited for you to find out!
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