Crazy for the CompetitionHope Springs # 2
By: Cindi Madsen
Releasing June 9, 2015
The road to trouble is paved with sweet temptation…
Always the rebel in her ultra-conservative family, Quinn Sakata dreams of quitting her dad’s real-estate business and restoring the old Mountain Ridge Bed and Breakfast in her hometown of Hope Springs. Except that Quinn’s not the only person bidding on it. Worse still, her competitor is her high school crush, Heath Brantley, who is all kinds of ripped, tattooed hotness…
So much for her “nice, conservative boys” rule.
Heath has his own reasons for bidding on Mountain Ridge, and he won’t give in without a fight—even to the red-lipped hottie with a sailor’s mouth. But when their rivalry shifts into an unexpected zing of chemistry, Heath realizes he’s in deep trouble. Because it’s inevitable that emotions will get involved, and he needs to keep his eyes on the prize before they both get hurt.
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Cindi Madsen is a USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance and young adult novels. She sits at her computer every chance she gets, plotting revising, and falling in love with her characters. Sometimes it makes her a crazy person. Without it, she’d be even crazier. She has way too many shoes, but can always find a reason to buy a new pretty pair, especially if they’re sparkly, colorful, or super tall. She loves music, dancing, and wishes summer lasted all year long. She lives in Colorado (where summer is most definitely NOT all year long) with her husband and three children.
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Two large rocks caught her eye. Quinn wiggled them from their half-embedded spots in the dirt and gripped one in each hand. Maybe this will work. At least they’ve got a farther-distance-away-from-the-snake-reach than a stick.
She hoped she wouldn’t need them, but fortune didn’t seem to be on her side today, so backup was a good idea. She rounded the house and crept closer to her car, still keeping a generous amount of space between her and where she’d last seen Mister Fangs. No rattling seemed like a good sign, but as she hesitantly moved closer, she saw the fat snake coiled in the same place, happily soaking up the sun, the bastard.
Quinn launched one of the rough, coconut-size rocks at the disgusting reptile. It landed about a foot in front of it, not even getting a reaction. Guess I should’ve paid more attention in PE.
Come on, you can do it. Then you can get in your car and reward yourself with a large burger and fries, followed by a banana split at the Dairy Freeze.
This time, she put more oomph into her throw. The rock pelted the side of her car with a loud smack, denting the door. It then bounced close enough to the snake to send it rattling and doing the wavy head dance while poking out its tongue—she swore it was mocking her.
“Argh! Just move already!”
The sound of an engine droned in the distance, growing louder by the second. She squinted at the road, and in between the trees and cloud of dust, she spotted a familiar black truck. Oh, Sadie, what have you done?