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The Only Exception by Magan Vernon
Publication date: April 9th 2013
by Beautifully Broken Books
Genre: NA Romance
Synopsis:
Fiercely liberal Monica Remy prefers to blend in. Despite her tattoos, piercings, and outspoken personality, she transferred to Central to escape—before she finds out that her next door neighbor is the uber conservative governor son, Trey Chapman.
No matter how hard she tries to avoid Trey, he still finds a way to get under her skin. Monica can’t stand his crisp white shirts or his staunch views on women. But she can’t help counting every freckle on his face and wondering what it would feel like to have him stop talking politics and kiss her.
A class debate project forces the unlikely pair to work together, and the political lines are blurred in late-night make out sessions. But despite their fiery chemistry, Trey’s politics threatens to smother their relationship for good.
No matter how hard she tries to avoid Trey, he still finds a way to get under her skin. Monica can’t stand his crisp white shirts or his staunch views on women. But she can’t help counting every freckle on his face and wondering what it would feel like to have him stop talking politics and kiss her.
A class debate project forces the unlikely pair to work together, and the political lines are blurred in late-night make out sessions. But despite their fiery chemistry, Trey’s politics threatens to smother their relationship for good.
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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.
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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/magan.vernon
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MaganVernon
Excerpt:
"Here, let me help you with that." I stopped a few
feet away only to have the box lifted from my hand like it was nothing more
than a bag of feathers. I looked up to be greeted by a head of perfectly gelled, sandy brown hair and a blinding white
smile. My eyes trailed over his crisp, white dress shirt, tucked into a pair of
dress pants. Obviously not the normal college wear. I figured he was the
manager or something. A tall manager with a dimpled smile that I couldn’t stop
staring at.
"Oh, thanks. I wasn't sure I was going to make
it." I returned the smile, but obviously mine hadn't been soaked with
bleach like his. I didn't want to give him the wrong idea, so I cleared my
throat. "My apartment is right here, so you can just set the box down."
"Apartment 13B, ey?"
I nodded. "Yes, I'm just moving in. I'm Monica. Monica
Remy."
He shifted the box to the side and extended his hand.
"Then I guess we are neighbors. I’m glad to meet you. I'm Trey
Chapman."
"Trey Chapman?" My throat felt like it went
completely dry. I had to swallow hard to get some saliva back before I could
speak. "As in Governor Chapman's son?"
He kept his big grin on his face. "The one."
I should have recognized him right off the bat. He and his
brothers were like a constant shadow during the governor’s campaign. All three
Chapman boys stood behind him with their sandy brown hair and tight-lipped
smiles while the future governor discussed his plans for a new Illinois. One
that included a new contraception bill, his pride and joy, that changed the
usual liberal, Chicago politics of Illinois and had women’s leagues up in arms.
It didn’t mean he stopped his precious bill and just said it was “what was best
for his state.”
Of course I only got a brief glimpse of Trey Chapman when he
was on TV, but I didn’t remember him being this attractive. Or having so many
freckles. I had to shake that thought out of my head. I couldn’t let one guy
with a dimpled smile phase me. He was the governor’s son for God’s sake.
“I assume you know of him?” He raised his eyebrows.
“Uh, yeah, can’t forget the guy that basically stomped on
every policy Illinois had in place for his own conservative agenda.”
“Ouch, Miss Remy, that seems pretty harsh to say about a guy
you haven’t actually met. If you want, I can always give you some literature to
read up on regarding his policies and plans for the state.”
I knew all too well about his dad’s policies and not one of
them I supported. I didn’t know where his son got the balls to try and jam his
father’s political agenda down by throat, but I wasn’t a fan of it.
Quickly, I reached for the key in my pocket, unlocked the
door, and then I snatched the box out of Trey's arms. "Well, it's good to
meet you, Trey, and you seem like a really nice guy, but that doesn't mean I'll
ever support your dad."
Before he could get in a word edgewise I threw open the door
and slammed it behind me as soon as I was inside. I dropped the box down at my
feet and leaned back against the door.
Kacii
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