My Favorite Mistake discussion

“What makes you think any of that would make me uncomfortable?” he said, throwing a wrench in my spur-of-the-moment plan to get him back.
“Because all guys run away when girls start talking about their menstrual cycles. You're supposed to run away now.” He stepped closer to me.
“Doesn't bother me.”
“Tampon,” I said. He took another step.
“Cramps. Bloating. Heavy flow.” His chest was almost touching my nose. I tipped my head back to meet his eyes. He didn't blink. I could almost feel the cotton of his shirt against my skin. He slowly reached up and put his thumbs on either side of my face.
“Keep going,” he said, pulling my face up, so I had to go up on my toes. Oh, my.
At was at that precise moment that my brain stopped working. It stopped thinking, and even trying to think.
“Out of words, Missy?”

Another quick teaser:
“Mind if I walk back with you? I don't have class again until 4, so I figured I'd crash for a little while,” he said.
“It's not like I can stop you. It's a free sidewalk,” I said, looking left and right before crossing the road. He walked beside me, shortening his stride so he could match my stubby legs.
“True, but if I ask it makes me seem like a nice person.”
“You're not a nice person,” I said.
He laughed.
“You're right, I'm not.”

These teasers are soooo GOOD! You're killing me lady 8) when does this one release???

Marcia wrote: "These teasers are soooo GOOD! You're killing me lady 8) when does this one release???"

Thank you :) It comes out on September 29! I can't wait.

Another teaser! Our boy Hunter makes Nutella French Toast for Taylor and their roommates:
French toast was one of those foods that seemed easy to make, but was crazy easy to screw up. He'd overstuffed the middle with so much Nutella that it oozed out when I cut it with my fork, and dripped down my chin when I bit it. I wiped it off and licked my finger. Hunter was watching me, as if waiting for my reaction.
“It's okay, I guess,” I said, cutting up another piece and shoving it in my mouth. He raised his eyebrows and took a bite of his own, chewing slowly.
Sweet Christ it was like I'd died and gone to breakfast heaven. I really hoped he wouldn't use his cooking skills as leverage for sexual favors. For this, I might have to give in.

First chapter:

One
The first day I met Hunter Zaccadelli, I punched him in the face. Granted, he completely and totally deserved it. He also asked for it.
When our fourth roommate bailed on us three days before school, Darah, Renee and I assumed housing would take care of it and shove some poor unfortunate in with us. Some poor girl who had decided to switch colleges at the last minute to follow a boyfriend, or someone who had their apartment plans fall through. We weren't sure what to expect, but come move-in day, I did not expect who was waiting outside when I opened the door.
Instead of a desperate and frazzled girl, he showed up with a foot locker, a backpack and a guitar. It was so beyond cliché that I didn't say anything for the full three seconds it took for me to assess him. Dark hair buzzed so short, his head was almost shaved, piercing blue eyes, and at least a foot on my 5'0. And a cocky smile to top it all off. He might as well have had Trouble tattooed on his forehead. I could just make out some ink on his arm, but couldn't see what it was.
“Are you Darah, Renee or Taylor? You look like a Taylor to me,” he said, looking me up and down. I wasn't at my best, considering I was dressed for moving heavy objects in a blue UMaine t-shirt, black soccer shorts, and had my light brown hair in a haphazard bun against the back of my neck. His eyes raked up and down twice, and for some reason the way he assessed me made me blush and want to kick him in the balls at the same time.
“There must be a mistake,” I said.
“That's a creative name. What do you shorten it to? Missy?”
“That's not what I meant.” His grin somehow gets wider. Either his dad was a dentist, or he was really into flossing because those teeth were perfect. I noticed things like that, having gone through my own dental saga between three years of braces and night headgear.
“Is that her?” Darah called from her room where she was arranging her photo frames so they were exactly level. She was neurotic like that.
“I'm Hunter, by the way. Hunter Zaccadelli.” Of course his name was Hunter. The only Hunter I'd ever known had been a complete douche. Looked like this guy was going to carry on the tradition. He shifted his bag on his shoulder. “So, should I bring my stuff in, or...”
“Who's that?” Darah finally emerged. Our other roommate, Renee, was still unloading stuff from her car.
“New roommate, hey,” he said.
“You're the new roommate?” Her eyebrows migrated so they were nearly hidden under her dark bangs. She gave the same up and down as I did, but he didn't do the same to her. He was still looking at me.
“Yeah, my housing plans fell through at the last minute. My cousin was going to let me live at his place, but that didn't work out, so here I am. Do you mind if I come in now?”
“You can't live here,” I said.
“Why? This is a co-ed living facility, last time I checked.” He flashed his smile wider and shouldered his way into the room, completely ignoring me as his chest brushed mine and I got a whiff of cologne. It wasn't that cheap crap that punches you in the nose. It was more spicy, almost like cinnamon. I stood my ground, but he had height and weight on me.
“Well, it's better than sleeping on my cousin's couch,” he said, plunking his bag on the floor, and surveying the room. The suites were small, with a kitchen and tiny nook for a dining table on one side and a tiny living room for an apartment-sized couch and a chair on the other. The bedrooms were the worst, with two beds crammed perpendicular to each other, with the desks crammed underneath, and room for only one small closet.
“Can I see some identification?” Darah said, propping her hands on her hips. “How do we know you're not some random creep?”
“Do I look like some random creep?” He spread his arms out, and I finally saw what the tattoo on his left bicep was. A number seven in curling intricate script. My eyes moved up to his face.
“How are we supposed to know?” Darah moved closer to him, using her stature. They were almost the same height.
“Look, all I know is that I submitted an application and they sent me an email with a room number and your names. Do you treat all your guests like criminals? Here, I printed it out.” He drew out a many-times folded sheet of paper and handed it to Darah. She glanced at it, sighed and handed it to me.
“Why wouldn't they have notified us?” I said, once I'd read it.
“Who knows?” Darah said.
“Oh my God, I swear I'm never moving again,” Renee said from the top of the stairs, her arms full of boxes, and two bags dangling from her arms. “Who left their crap in the hallway?” She stepped over the foot locker and guitar case, giving them a look of disgust. “Has our new roommate showed up – Oh, hell-o.” Her voice changed from irritated and dry to sweet and sugary the second she saw Hunter. “I'm guessing that's your guitar in the hallway.” She dropped her stuff and proceeded to pop her hip out and lean to one side. Oh, please.
“This,” I said, pointing to Hunter, “is our new roommate, according to housing.”
“No way.” Renee's eyes got wide in her tiny face. Renee looks like a china doll you plucked off a shelf and put in a Victoria's Secret tank top. “Are you shitting me?”
“What a reception,” Hunter said.
“Shut up,” I said. He just smiled again. God, I wanted to smack that smile right off his face.
“I should probably get my junk out of the hall,” he said, going and picking up the foot locker as if it weighed nothing more than a shoebox. Show-off.
Hunter had to navigate boxes and random pillows and crap that littered the rooms, which he did with grace. He found a spot and set the foot locker down, looking at us.
“So, who am I sleeping with?” he said, leaning against the door to my bedroom.
The agreement had been that since Darah and Renee had already been roommates last year, and I was joining their little group, that the new girl would live with me. But that was so not happening now that the new girl wasn't a girl.
“Did you seriously just say that?” I said at the same time Darah said, “The only free bed is in Taylor's room.”
“There is no way he's staying with me,” I snapped, crossing my arms. He'd been staring at my chest ever since he'd made the sleeping with comment. Not that I had much of one to speak of, but that didn't stop his eyes from traveling there.
“No, we're calling housing right now and straightening this out.”
“Tay, they're not open on Monday.”
“I don't care, there must be someone there. It's move-in day.” I grabbed the campus phonebook that had been on the doormat when we'd gotten here this morning and thumbed through it until I found the number for housing.
“Aw, c'mon Missy, you don't want to live with me?” Who did this guy think he was? I'd known him all of ten minutes and he'd already given me a nickname and propositioned me.
“Call me that one more time...” I didn't finish as I furiously typed in the number. Darah and Renee whispered to Hunter, but not quiet enough so I didn't hear them.
“It's best to let her go when she gets like this.”
“I wouldn't mess with her,” he said as I listened to another ring.
Finally, a message picked up, telling me what the hours were, and giving me some extensions I could try. I punched in the first one. No answer, but a message machine picked up. I left a short message, explaining the situation in the most urgent of terms, and then called back the original number. I didn't stop until I'd left messages for all five of the contacts on the housing voicemail list. I slammed my phone down on the counter.
“Feel better?” Hunter said.
“No.” I chucked the phonebook on the couch. Darah and Renee were looking at me like they were worried I was going to explode.
“If you were a gentleman, you'd offer to sleep on the couch.”
“Well, Missy, you'll come to find out that I'm not a gentleman. I plan to take full advantage of this situation.” My mouth dropped open in shock. No guy had ever talked to me that way.
“Is it hot in here? I think I'll open the window,” Renee said, scurrying over to our one window, located behind the couch. Darah looked at me and then Hunter and back.
“Well, there's nothing we can do right now. Let's get his stuff in and then maybe we can go down and see if anyone is at housing.”
“Sounds good to me,” Hunter said, shouldering open my door and walking right in.
“I can't believe this is happening,” I said, closing my eyes. I heard “Back in Black” by AC/DC coming from my room. Hunter's ringtone.
“Hey, man. No, I just got here. Room 203. Yeah, that would be great...” He nudged the door shut and I glanced at Renee and Darah.
“I didn't think we were going to have to do this so early, but I think we need a roommate meeting,” I said. We'd agreed that we would have weekly roommate meetings to air our grievances. I was all for getting that shit out in the open so we didn't end up hating each other. I'd had a horrible roommate last year, and I didn't want to deal with that again.
I listened, but it sounded like Hunter was still on the phone. I could hear him rummaging, and prayed he wouldn't break anything. Then I would kill him.
“I don't see what the big deal is,” Renee said. “I mean, it would be the same if one of us had a boyfriend staying over. Paul stayed over all the time when Darah and I lived here last year.”
“But that was because you were sleeping with him,” I said.
“Maybe I'll sleep with Hunter,” she shot back. Renee had broken up with Paul extremely recently, and was on the prowl for a rebound. We all knew she and Paul were meant to be and that they would eventually realize that. But Renee was still in the anger stage.
“Are you uncomfortable with staying with him, Taylor? It's okay if you are.”
“I can't imagine why I would be uncomfortable about sharing an extremely small room with a guy I've known all of a half-hour who keeps making creepy comments. Yeah, I have no problem with that.”
“If you want, Renee and I can switch. I'll stay with him and Renee can stay with you,” Darah said.
“Why can't he stay with me?” Renee whined.
“Because you'll rape him in his sleep,” I said.
“You can't rape the willing, Tay,” she said, winking.
“You're disgusting.”
“How about we draw straws?” Darah said.
“Do we even have straws?” Renee said. “How about we do numbers or something. Here,” she said, grabbing a UMaine notepad that someone had left on the kitchen counter, along with a pen. “I'll write our names down and we'll put it in...” she grabbed my baseball cap I'd discarded earlier, “and Hunter will pick. There you go. Problem solved.”
My door opened and Hunter emerged, another grin on his face.
“You weren't talking about me, were you? Like he didn't know. I rolled my eyes as Renee wrote each of our names on little bits of paper and tossed them in my hat. She put her hand over the top and shook it up.
“Pick one,” she said, shoving the hat in his face.
“Okay,” he said, sticking his hand in and pulling out a folded slip of paper. Renee slowly unfolded it. We all waited as she paused dramatically.
“Taylor,” she said, turning it around so we could all read my name in black and white.
“Shit,” I said.

This book sounds great...can't wait to read it!!

He sounds like one Steamy bad boy! Can't wait to read this!!!

KarenH wrote: "This book sounds great...can't wait to read it!!"

Yay, thank you!

Marcia wrote: "He sounds like one Steamy bad boy! Can't wait to read this!!!"

Who doesn't love a good bad boy? I don't know anyone :)

Chelsea wrote: "First chapter:

One
The first day I met Hunter Zaccadelli, I punched him in the face. Granted, he completely and totally deserved it. He also asked for it.
When our fourth roommate bailed on us th..."

Can't wait to read it

Another short one: "His voice sounded like honey and smoke had hooked up in the back of a van at a rock concert and had a love child."

Oh my God! I cannot wait for this book to come out! It sounds amazing! Until September 29th, I'm living through these teasers ahaha

Lauren wrote: "Oh my God! I cannot wait for this book to come out! It sounds amazing! Until September 29th, I'm living through these teasers ahaha"

Aw, thank you so much! I'll be posting more as the release date gets closer :)

Here's another little tease:

“You are one of the most curious girls I’ve ever me. You just have to know everything,” he said.
“Curiosity isn’t a sin.”
“Too bad.”

I really liked this book!!! Liked hunter and his sexy guitar playing self, and I liked that the heroine wasn't so dumbfounded by his looks that she had a mind of her own and could tellhim off if she needed to.

I loved this book and the bit when she wakes up and giggles at his morning glory had me in stitches ecspecially when he said she should stop laughing and help him with it too funny lol

The book was good, it had its moments :)

I loved this book! We should all find a man like Hunter except no one wants children to be emotionally scarred like Hunter. I'd like to thank Ms. Cameron for an entertaining and thoughtful book that made me smile. It didn't even have to include whips, handcuffs, or silver balls.

Oooh This book was sooo good an amazing and enjoyable read. Looking forward to more...please

loved this book, would love to hear more bout this group of friends, will there be more books Chelsea? :)

it was one of my favs a must read to all those who love reading