Title: Bad Girlfriend (First and Last #4)
Author: Kirsten DeMuzio
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: March 18, 2014
Brooke Mills has only ever wanted to be loved. The product of a teenage pregnancy and raised by her grandmother, Brooke went looking for love in all the wrong places.
She has been the other woman or someone’s dirty little secret more times than she cares to admit. When Brooke’s questionable judgment lands her in the bed of her new neighbor, it’s the wakeup call she needs to change her ways.
With the help of her friends, Brooke is determined to find a nice guy. Adam Branigan is new in town, and despite the way he and Brooke met, Adam knows there’s more to the beautiful redhead than meets the eye.
He wants to be the guy to show Brooke that she deserves more than late night booty calls. But will outside pressures and past relationships conspire to keep them apart?
**This book is intended for a mature audience, age 18 and older, due to language and explicit content.**
Bad Girlfriend Playlist:
Good Girl - Carrie Underwood
Could It Be - Charlie Worsham
Won’t Go Home Without You - Maroon 5
Whatever She’s Got - David Nail
Take Me There - Rascal Flatts
Don’t You Wanna Stay (with Kelly Clarkson) - Jason Aldean
Begin Again - Taylor Swift
Wild In Your Smile - Dustin Lynch
Just a Kiss - Lady Antebellum
Crash My Party - Luke Bryan
Reasons To Love You - Meiko
Must Be Doin’ Somethin’ Right - Billy Currington
Your Body is a Wonderland - John Mayer
Crazy Girl - Eli Young Band
I Won’t Give Up - Jason Mraz
Mirrors - Justin Timberlake
She’s Everything - Brad Paisley
Then - Brad Paisley
5 of 5 Bad Girlfriend
Lordy Lordy Lordy where to start with this review.... I freaking loved this story. Man oh man it had all the elements I love in a story. You had the bad girl trying to do right and the good guy trying to win said bad girl but what really sealed the deal for me is the way Kirsten weaves her story. She had me at the edge of my seat wondering what was going to happen next.
Brooke Mills is the product of a teen pregnancy and she is left to live with her grandmother. She never really feels at home and she is always looking for something just doesn't know what that something is. She sleeps around is considered the town hussy but that is okay because she gets hers and that's all that counts. Her friends have finally decided to intervene and give her a list she must follow when dating a guy. She is okay with that because she decided she wants more than one night stands with nameless and faceless guys. Then she meets her neighbor Adam Branigan and things change for Brooke.
Adam has moved to this small town and is the new Principle of the elementary school. With his nee start in this small town he sees a beautiful girl who just happens to be his neighbor Brooke. They get together and hook up and Adam realizes he wants her but Brooke is not having it. She has this list and she is determined to find a guy who can meet all the requirements. Adam loves a challenge and he is determined to make Brooke his no matter what he has to do. He will check off everyone of those requirements and make her his. But as everyone knows no one likes to see the town hussy happy and things happen and Adam will have to fight like hell for her.
Can he do it? Or will Brooke be alone???????????
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Excerpt - Adam’s POV
I was overwhelmed with the urge to show her that good guys did exist, and that I was one of them. But that’s not what she needed right now.
When we were done eating, I threw the pizza box in the fridge. Brooke poured another round of shots for us, and this time I did mine at the same time as her, with my eyes closed.
“So, you know my story. Now it’s your turn.”
Brooke shrugged one slender shoulder and picked at the blanket with her pale yellow fingernails. I looked to her toes and saw they were painted in a matching shade. At first glance, everything about this girl screamed high maintenance. Yet, here she sat on my bed, eating pizza out of a box, drinking tequila shots and seemed to be perfectly comfortable doing it.
“There’s not much to tell. I grew up here with Gram. My mom was only sixteen when I was born and was too young to handle raising a kid. She comes and goes, but mostly goes. I went to cosmetology school after high school, and I do hair at Loraine’s Luscious Locks.” She winced as she said that last part. “I hate that name. Luscious is such a weird word.”
I laughed. “Do you like what you do?”
“Yeah, I really do. I’m good at it. I like making people feel good about themselves. It’s not brain surgery, but I like it.”
“You don’t have to save lives to be doing something important. I’m sure a good haircut can do more for a woman’s self-esteem than twenty sessions with a psychiatrist.”
“That’s probably true,” Brooke said, tilting her head to the side as she studied me.
“What?” I asked, thinking I must have pizza sauce smeared on my face or something.
She narrowed her eyes. “Are you gay?”
“What?” I repeated. This conversation was not going where I thought it would.
“It’s just that you’re so…nice. And you seem to really understand women.”
I snorted. “I assure you, Brooke, I am not gay. And I absolutely do not understand women. Your species is a complex and unsolvable mystery to me.”
She giggled and reached for the tequila bottle again. When we both had our shots in hand, she held hers up. “To new friends.”
I clinked my glass against hers. “To new friends.”
That’s the last thing I have any clear memory of…
Quick Questions for Adam:
Boxers or briefs?
Blonde or brunette?
Favorite part of Brooke’s body?
Describe Brooke in one word.
Truth or dare?
Beer or wine?
Cats or dogs?
Glass or contacts?
Chocolate or vanilla?
Excerpt - Brooke’s POV
Chet took my hand and tried to pull me to him, but I resisted. I was so busy shooting daggers at Chet with my eyes that I hadn’t noticed another car pull in to the driveway until a voice I didn’t recognize spoke beside me.
“Is there a problem here?”
Both Chet and I turned at the same time to look at the voice’s owner. Even without Julie’s detailed description earlier, I would have known this was the new principal. The button down shirt and dark rimmed glasses gave him away. His brown hair was a little too long on top, and he had a five o’clock shadow along his jaw line. I had to look up to meet his eyes as he was taller than Chet and skinnier, though he looked to be in decent shape.
“No,” Chet replied with a look that clearly told this guy to mind his own business.
While Chet stared him down, I pulled my hand free and took a step back out of his reach. Chet was covered in tattoos and piercings, but this guy didn’t look intimidated at all. Worried that he was going to get hurt if he didn’t stop the staring contest with Chet, I put my hands on Chet’s broad chest and shoved at him.
“There’s no problem. Chet was just leaving.”
Chet looked down at my hands and back up to me. He scoffed, “Yeah, I’m leaving. Don’t bother calling me anymore, babe. You’re not worth the trouble.”
“Asshole!” I screamed after him as he got in his car and sped away, tires squealing. I wanted to stomp my feet and throw a full blown tantrum right there in the driveway, but I was also aware that I still had an audience. Holding in the anger only caused it to spill out in the form of tears.
“Are you okay?” the principal asked me.
I swiped the tears away with my fingertips and lifted my chin. “I’m fine. Thank you.”
He peered through his glasses at me, clearly doubting my assertion of being fine. Clearing his throat, he offered his hand. “I’m Adam Branigan. I live…over there,” he said gesturing toward his apartment over the garage.
Sniffling, I put my hand in his. “I’m Brooke Mills. I live here,” I replied, waving my hand behind me in the direction of the house.
He looked unsure of what to do and just stood awkwardly while I silently tried not to cry in the middle of the driveway. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yup! I’m great,” I said with way more enthusiasm than I felt.
Adam didn’t look convinced, but he nodded, and I turned to walk toward the house. When I reached the kitchen door, he spoke again.
I turned around. “Yeah?”
“Any guy who thinks you’re not worth the trouble is clearly an idiot.”
Quick Questions for Brooke:
Bikini or one-piece?
Bad boy or good boy?
Brooke: Good man
Favorite part of Adam’s body?
Describe Adam in one word.
Truth or dare?
Beer or wine?
Cats or dogs?
Glass or contacts?
Chocolate or vanilla?
About the Author:
I am an author of new adult and contemporary romance novels. My husband and I live in Columbus, Ohio with our two young daughters and happy golden retriever. When I’m not spending time with my family, I can be found doing one of my other favorite activities - writing, reading and napping.
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