Title: Love Show
Author: Audrey Bell
Genre: Contemporary new adult romance
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Hadley Arrington is the career-driven editor-in-chief of her university’s prestigious newspaper. Jack Diamond is a laidback student whose good looks have made things even easier than they need to be. She’s the girl who came out of nowhere and kissed him in the rain. He’s the boy who made her do something crazy.
When the stakes seem too high, they have to decide if they’ll let their love show or if they’ll walk away for good.
Audrey Bell is an American author of young adult and new adult fiction. Love Show is her second novel. She loves to hear from her readers at Audrey.firstname.lastname@example.org. She lives in New York.
I cocked my head at him. “Jack?"
“What?” he asked roughly.
“What are you doing?”
He smiled sarcastically. “I thought we weren’t going to ask each other personal questions,” he said. Maybe he saw the hurt in my eyes. He looked away.
"You’re mad about dinner.”
I exhaled. "How exactly did I lie?"
"I thought you didn't date anyone," he said. He had stopped smiling. "You told me that, right?"
"It's complicated, but—”
"Complicated? You go to dinner with Andrew Brenner and you fuck me? No, that's not complicated," he smiled bitterly. "I mean this is fun and all, Hadley. This is really fucking great. But, don’t tell me you don't date people when all you really mean is you don't take me seriously. And don't tell me something is complicated when it's actually really simple."
"Andrew is the managing editor of the paper," I said. "He wanted to discuss a Valentine's Day issue."
"He took you to dinner to talk about Valentine's Day?"
“The Valentine’s Day issue of the newspaper." I ran my hand through my hair. "And let me finish. I already told you it wasn't a date. I’m not lying to you—”
“Would you let me finish?”
He looked at me. “Fine, finish."
“I didn't have time to talk about the issue last week and I said we'd talk over dinner to get him off my back," I said. "I thought we'd go to Chipotle or something. I didn't even remember I'd agreed to dinner until five minutes before and he had to drive me home to change because he'd made a reservation at Mill House."
He laughed bitterly. "Right."
"That's what happened!"
"I know you," he said. "You wouldn't have gone if you didn't want to. You say 'no' like nobody's business."
“How is it different?”
“Because he’s not like you,” I snapped.
Jack stepped back, hurt. "Right. Well, good to know where I stand."
“You don’t know where you stand. Obviously. We wouldn't be having this stupid argument if you did. He’s...he’s nothing like you. He doesn’t….he doesn’t scare me like you do.” I took a breath. “I don’t think you understand how much you scare me, Jack.”
He was quiet for a second. He took half a step towards me. He spoke softly. “Hadley, how the hell do I scare you?”
I looked at him and whispered, “You just do.”