Accidentally Perfect

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by Elizabeth Stevens


  “Yes. You, Roman Lombardi, are a John Cusack level of perfection,” I answered with a smile.

  “For God’s sake, kiss the boy!” I heard Hadley screech from the classroom and my face went hot.

  Roman huffed a laugh. His eyes slid behind me to Hadley for a second, then they were back to mine again. “Your best friend’s a bit of a dick.”

  I laughed. “To be fair, so is yours.” Although, I had a sneaking feeling I owed Rio more than just another secret handshake.

  He kicked his head sideways, conceding the point. “Yeah, true that.”

  “Can I kiss you now?” I asked.

  He grinned. “Yeah, all right, then.”

  I paused just before our lips met. “Lombardi?”

  “Barlow?”

  “Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

  His grin morphed into a smirk. “I thought we’d covered this already.”

  “Well, you made an awful lot of grand gestures and said a lot of fancy, nancy wanker words. But, I don’t remember you actually asking.”

  “Stealing my thunder now, are we?”

  I smiled as I looked into those rich, deep brown eyes, wondering how I could ever have thought they’d looked like black holes. “I always told you I’d ask you out if I ever actually wanted to date you.”

  “You’re making this a very unromantic start, there, Barlow.”

  “Shut up and kiss me, boyfriend.”

  His eyes shone. “With pleasure, girlfriend.”

  He dropped the boom box and pulled me close. His arms wrapped around my body like he was never going to let me go. Personally, I was fine with that.

  A huge cheer went up behind us and we broke apart with a laugh. I buried my face in his shoulder.

  “If you bite me again…” he muttered, kissing my hair.

  “You kinda love it.”

  “I kinda love you.”

  “I kinda love you, too.”

  He hugged me tight. “Shall we blow this popsicle stand?”

  I nodded and he helped me into the ute. “If I get suspended for this…”

  “Don’t worry, Barlow, they’re not going to suspend you.”

  He dropped the boom box into the tray and we did, indeed, blow that popsicle stand.

  Accidentally

  Perfect

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  No More

  Maybes

  “It would kill the past, and when

  that was dead he would be free”

  Aurora Daniels just wants to get through Year 12 with no distractions.

  Then, Cole Fielding comes along.

  She is instantly drawn to him but isn’t sure he’s the sort of guy she should fall for—he smokes, he’s unreliable, gets into fights, and just exudes bad boy.

  But, Cole hides an intelligence that speaks to her.

  As they get closer, so does Cole’s harrowing past. Can she believe in someone who can’t believe in himself?

  Maybe...

  Out now.

  Thanks

  Thanks go out to the usual suspects for this one.

  They Who Shall Not Be Named as always for their invaluable support, their brainstorming ideas, and their fantastic cheerleading.

  Charny, Josie and Lauren for nattering with me about Roman’s finer qualities and all the Chris Evans GIFs (who am I kidding, that one GIF in particular – we all know which one I’m talking about) to cheer me up when I’m down.

  To my fur babies for standing on the keyboard, knocking my mouse on the floor, demanding biscuits, drooling over my snacks until I relent (we’ll start out diets tomorrow), and sitting with me while I over-caffeinate.

  And, my husband, who is always there for me. Without you, I wouldn’t remember how to human. Poop jokes aside, you’re always a John Cusack level of perfection to me.

  About the Author

  Born in New Zealand to a Brit and an Australian, I am an emerging writer with a passion for all things storytelling. I love reading, writing, TV and movies, gaming, and spending time with family and friends. I am an avid fan of British comedy, superheroes, and SuperWhoLock. I have too many favourite books, but I fell in love with reading after Isobelle Carmody’s Obernewtyn. I am obsessed with all things mythological – my current focus being old-style Irish faeries. I live in Adelaide with my long-suffering husband, delirious dog, mad cat, two guinea pigs, two chickens, and a lazy turtle.

  Where to find me:

  Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/elizabethstevens88/

  Twitter: www.twitter.com/writer_iz/

  Website: www.elizabethstevens.com.au

  Email: [email protected]

 

 

 


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