Kindle Daily Deal: The Fine Art of Pretending is on Super Sale! #YA #SweetRomance

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Happy Tuesday Everyone!

This day is usually my day of total insanity–along with our usual homeschool lessons and me squeezing in time to write, we have choir, appointments, and endless errands. BUT I had to stop in and let y’all know of something really cool happening today…

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*twirls with happiness*

That’s right, for today only, and only on Kindle, you can snag this pretty baby on super sale. Seriously, y’all, isn’t this cover so pretty???

And here’s a little excerpt from one of my favorite parts:

Aly grins and kicks her foot again. A mosquito crawls across my bicep. I brush it off, and my fingers graze her smooth arm. Without thinking, I skate my fingers down to her wrist and lift her hand, noticing how tiny it is inside my own. How soft it feels against my rough skin.

I look up into her wide eyes.

Aly exhales a shaky breath. She glances at our joined hands and slowly slips hers away. “I-It’s late,” she whispers. “I better go inside.”

That’s what she says, but she doesn’t move. She stays lying next to me, temptation snapping between us, and I’m glad. I don’t want her to move. I want a replay of the other night. My heart pounds so loud I know she hears it. We’re so close I feel her quickened breaths on my face, and I’m seconds away from taking her.

She places her hand on my chest…and pushes to her feet.

Big blue eyes gaze down at me. Aly worries her lip between her teeth, and everything in me clenches, wanting to mimic that very gesture. The sound of the crickets grows louder in the heavy silence until she finally says, “Goodnight, Brandon.”

Her voice is soft, unsure, and if I tried, I know I could convince her to stay. But that would be wrong. Our friendship is too important. “Night.”

Aly’s gaze lowers to my mouth and the skin burns, feeling her phantom lips on mine. She steps back, turns, and walks back to the house.

The back door closes with a decided click, and I throw myself against the hammock, the force of it rocking me back and forth.

What in the hell are we doing?

I look at the endless sky, fighting the urge to run after her. I search for constellations, one of the few things Dad taught me before he got sick, but I’m not thinking about astronomy. As my eyes trace the lines of the Big Dipper, I imagine I’m tracing the lines of Aly’s body. I replay the last few moments she was out here with me and fill in the gaps of what could have happened had she stayed.

 

Get your copy of Amazon today! Happy Reading!!

~ xoxo

  • Monika

    This is my first books from you and I fall in love. I love you, I love Brandon, I love Amy, I love all. It is a amazing book and I read lots of books, but only a few left in me something and this book something left in me. In this book I found myself a bit and it doesn’t happen very often. Thank you for this book.

    • RachelHarrisWrites

      I’m so sorry I am just seeing this comment! Thank you so much 🙂 I’m thrilled to hear you enjoyed The Fine Art of Pretending! There are a ton of books out there so it always warms my heart when a reader chooses one of mine. Thank you for taking the extra step in letting me know!

      I hope you will enjoy The Natural History of Us, too….Brandon and Aly definitely make an appearance 😉