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When life hands you lemons, sometimes you have to say screw the lemons and bail.
Seventeen-year-old Bentley Evans had it all. Then her Dad got laid off.
Now she has to move across town to a small apartment and leave her life of luxury for public school and a job at the local burger place. Just when her world seems like it’s crumbling she finds solace in the unlikely punk boy next door, Kai Stone. But as their relationship blossoms, a jealous ex-girlfriend and a secret to tell that threatens to bring disaster back into Bentley’s life.
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“You know I’m pretty sure that all that’s involved in high school dancing is just dry humping and swaying back and forth,” I said as Kai helped me move my parent’s couch back.
“Well, I don’t want to dry hump or just sway back and forth,” he said with a big grin on his face before setting the couch down.
“We don’t have to do this right now either. It’s a Sunday morning and all.” I walked over to the front of the couch, not taking my eyes off of him.
“Homecoming is Saturday, and the only dance I know is the Hokey Pokey.” He shrugged. “Besides Mom and my sisters are at small group and your parents can sleep through anything, so why not now?”
“Okay.” I let out a deep breath and opened my computer. “But you really didn’t take any kind of dance classes? I had ballroom dancing freshman year in gym.”
“Bentley, I’ve gone to public school all of my life. The only dance we ever learned was line dancing when I was in grade school up in Wisconsin, and I’m not doing that at Homecoming.” He laughed.
I started up the song and set my laptop down and stepped in front of Kai, putting my right hand up toward him. “I definitely don’t think there will be line dancing at Homecoming,” I said, putting my hand in his.
“And you make fun of my music?” Kai asked as the song crooned through the speakers on my laptop. I put Kai’s right hand on my hip, and then placed my left hand on his upper arm.
“This is Sinatra, I really don’t think there is anything to be making fun of, and besides I don’t think we could really do ballroom dancing to punk rock.”
“I’m sure we could try.” He smiled and kissed my forehead.
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, now that we have the arm position it’s time to move our feet, and if you step on my bare feet I am going to punch you.”
He playfully hovered his foot over mine, so I pinched his arm. “If you don’t behave then I’m switching the music to country.”
He let out a big sarcastic sigh. “Fine.”
“Okay, so left foot then right foot then together,” I said as we moved in unison.
“Then right foot goes back and then the left foot meets it.”
We moved together doing a few box steps. It felt kind of silly to be dancing in my pajamas in the living room.
“You know, I really don’t think that anyone is going to be doing the waltz at Homecoming,” I muttered
I looked up to see him mouthing ‘left, right, together’.
“Well what do people usually do then?” He looked down at me and stopped mouthing the words.
The Sinatra song ended and a slower punk rock song played, one that Kai had actually put on my computer.
“Usually…” I put both my arms around his neck. “It’s kind of more of a close, swaying motion.”
“Oh.” He wrapped his long arms around my waist and pulled me as close as I think two people can get when one was over six foot and the other was barely over five foot three.
“Like this?” He swayed slowly back and forth.
“Usually it’s not some sort of a giant dancing with a midget.” I laughed.
“Fine then.” He bent at his knees and picked me up off of the ground, so that my legs were dangling in the air while he continued to sway back and forth. “Is that better, shorty?”
I wrapped my bare legs around his waist. “Now it is.”
I leaned in and ran my tongue along his bottom lip, tracing the lines of his lip ring.
“I don’t think that’s part of the waltz.” He smiled and pressed his forehead to mine.
“It is now.” I kissed him, pretty hard, since he fell back into the couch with me still in his arms.
Maybe I should have taken him up on the night alone instead of Homecoming. It felt so good to just be in his arms, and the kissing wasn’t so bad either. I could forget about the world every time that Kai kissed me. It was like his lip piercing had some kind of magical powers that just made all my problems disappear as long as we were kissing.
–A Coach wristlet, lemon drop EOS lip balm, swag
Magan Vernon is a Young Adult and New Adult writer who lives with her family in the insurance capital of the world. She is in a very serious, fake relationship with Adam Lambert and constantly asks her husband to wear guyliner. He still refuses. She also believes her husband is secretly an alien, disguised as a southern gentleman.
AND HERE IS MY INTERVIEW WITH MAGAN!
What inspired Life, Love & Lemons? It was 2010 and I was deep in the hunt for a home for my New Adult book that nobody wanted back them (You can’t sell college aged characters they said), so my friend gave me the idea to write a book about a girl who has everything and then her dad gets laid off so they have to move to a crummy apartment. I said it was stupid and then wrote it and fell in love with it.
How often do you write? I try every single day during my lunch hour at work and before bed.
How long did it take to write Life, Love & Lemons? 3 weeks on the first draft and editing took a few years because it was shelved for awhile.
Have you always enjoyed writing? Sometimes writing can be a chore. Okay, editing is a chore and so is writer’s block.
Do you listen to music when you write? If so, what? I make a Pandora playlist for every one of my books. This one had a lot of Plus 44.
What kind of books do you like to read? Has this effected the type of
books you like to write? I love New Adult right now. My first book I ever wrote was actually a horrible legal thriller and while I love reading legal thrillers, I can’t write them for the life of me.
If Life, Love & Lemons was made into a movie, who would you cast as
the main characters? I think Jordan Pruitt would make a great Bentley and possibly Drake Bell for Kai.
If you could meet any author, dead or alive, who would it be and why? This is a hard one. I actually get to meet Chelsea M. Cameron in December and I’m uber excited because she is my Twitter wife and critique partner and I just love talking to her online.
Favourite type of fizzy drink? (Or any drink if you don’t drink fizzy things.) How can I choose just one? My husband got a Soda Stream for father’s day (to make homemade soda), so I seem to have a new homemade soda every day
Do you have any advice for aspiring authors out there? Don’t’ give up. It sucks some days. People will get published that have books you think are terrible. People will become best sellers before you. But as long as you keep pushing and never stop loving it you will get there.
Would you like to say anything to your readers? I love all of you. Thank you so much for taking a chance and picking up my books.
And lastly, do you have any other exciting projects coming up? (That
you can tell us about lol )
What don’t I have coming up? For sure I have The Only One (the companion to The Only Exception) coming October 15th and November 1st is my Christmas Novella (Off The Market) with the 12 NA’s of Christmas. Then hopefully something in January J