by Rachel Van Dyken
A spin off…
The amount of joy I have for this, like you don’t even know. I’m actually freaking out, so here you go! <3, RVD
When hate leads to love next door…
My dad is protective. Scratch that. He’s like the person who would grab a chair, place it on the lawn, and watch me walk across the street just to deliver an apple. So, when a bet between the rude, good-looking guy across the way becomes a full-on battle, it turns into absolute chaos.
He says my degree is useless and that I’m a rich, spoiled princess.
I say he’s an idiot who only knows how to fix motorcycles and is incapable of having a clean-shaven face.
He gives me a tiara. Thanks.
I buy him a razor. Perfect.
He follows that up with a book… Like. I. Can’t. Read.
I then give him soap—explanation easy there.
The following day, I receive a pink princess blanket that I may or may not have burned and tossed on his front doorstep, not realizing his dad is a cop. Now, both dads want the war to stop between us, forcing us to go on a camping trip to bury the hatchet—which I’m convinced he actually brought.
He’s a hazard to my health.
But it’s only a weekend. I honestly don’t know if we’ll make it out alive, but the dads are tired of it all. Regardless, I’ll come out, and prove I’m not the princess he thinks I am. Maybe he’ll end up lost in the woods—one can only hope.
One thing’s for sure. I will never, ever fall for him.
A bet with the boy next door? Challenge accepted. I’ll be waiting for my trophy at the finish line.
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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
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