Cowboy Villain Damsel Duel by Ginger Scott

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RIVERDALE meets INCEPTION in this twisty and unique Ya coming-of-age romance by Ginger Scott



Quarterback.

Class president.

Burnout.

We all have our identities.

Most of the time, they come from our circumstances. They’re made by others—shoes for us to walk in whether they fit or not.

But what if?

What if we could take off those shoes.

What if we could wear a different pair?

What if those boxes we put ourselves in are better…worse?

And what if, when we do…we’re trapped there for good?

They all call me Cowboy.

She’s the damsel who doesn’t need to be rescued.

And him…he’s the villain.

This is our story. And this is how we want it to be told.



EXCERPT:

The envelope simply appears in my hand. I open it out of curiosity, and when the money falls at my feet along with the photo, I pause. I count the hundred-dollar bills first because . . . money. I’ve never held so much in my hand. Fifteen hundred; I count three times to be sure.

The name written on the back of the photo is Gustavio Sietz. It’s an old name for such a young man, at least according to his portrait. My gut sorta knows from the clues, but one phone call from a voice I’ve never heard before clears it all up.

“That’s the first half. You get the rest when the job is done. And nobody—repeat, nobody—can find the body.”

The caller severs our connection before I can ask questions. I don’t know how to even begin. Do I find one of those old-fashioned phone booth things and grab the book of phone numbers that hangs inside? I haven’t seen those since we made a road trip through Oklahoma two summers ago, but maybe in this world they still exist.

How in control am I in this place?
I walk until I reach the train station, climbing into the stopped car to take a seat. I pull the black mask down over my face, and a child in a seat across from me begins to cry. I stare at him until he stops.

A twenty-minute ride north brings me closer to downtown. I exit at Loman Street because of a feeling. I have nothing to go on. No drummed up phone booth directory, no search results on my phone, nothing other than a photo, a name, and some cash. I walk for six blocks until the scent spilling out of sketchy corner diner draws me in.

I begin to pull my mask off as I walk inside, but a quick glance clues me to one glaring fact—I am the only woman in this joint. The strangest thing, though, is how nobody seems to notice that I’m masked. A grizzled old man with a poorly made wooden leg shuffles to the booth I claim in the back of the restaurant, a pad and pencil in his hand. My mouth waters from the scent of bacon, and I’m ready to order. Only, before I can he jots down a quick note on one of his tickets and tears it off, folding it and sliding it toward me. I don’t touch it until he walks completely away, only then unfolding it with one finger as if my touch would leave a print that somehow proves I was here and doing something truly awful.

3rd stool on the right.
I don’t look right away. That would be obvious. Instead, I flip through the menu that was waiting for me when I took this table. Every item is the same: hot cakes and bacon. Every price the same. Everything to drink: Coffee. This place is odd. Even odder, though, is the well-dressed man wearing a three-piece business suit eating hot cakes and drinking a cup of coffee on the third stool from the right.

It’s him, Gustavio. He looks to be maybe thirty, about the same as the photo. His hair is combed into a perfect wave from one side of his head to the other, a hard part that’s almost dashing. He’s attractive, though too old for me. I smile under my mask anyway and wonder if he might notice my sexy form if I were to walk by just once to check him out. I prepare myself to make a pretend visit to the ladies room when he sets his coffee down and reaches for his wallet on the left side of his coat. The slightest movement on his part brings our gazes together, and he knows why I am here.

I know why I am here.

Everyone knows.

About the Author:







Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling and Goodreads Choice Award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, Blindness, How We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, The Girl I Was Before, Wild Reckless, Wicked Restless, In Your Dreams, The Hard Count, Hold My Breath, and A Boy Like You.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.

When she’s not writing, the odds are high that she’s somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork ’em, Devils).
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