Two Kinds of Us (Love in Fenton County) : A Standalone YA Contemporary Romance by Sarah Sutton ➱ Release Tour with Giveaway
Two
Kinds of Us
Love
in Fenton County Book 5
by
Sarah Sutton
Genre:
YA Romance
DIAMONDS
MEET ROCK 'N ROLL AND SECRETS MEET THEIR END.
In a life of
diamond bracelets and country clubs, I’m the perfect daughter. I
get all the right grades, volunteer at all the right organizations,
apply to all the right colleges.
And I hate every second of
it. At the rate my life is playing out, under the strict rule of my
parents, politicians and housewives will be my future.
Until I
meet Harry.
Harry’s a singer in a rock band with a voice so
beautiful that I actually feel hypnotized. Doesn’t hurt that he’s
hot either, and with the kind, flirty personality to match, it’s
the perfect trifecta. And even better, he sees the me I want to be.
He sees me as the girl who can break free of the life she’s trapped
in, who can control her own future.
The only problem? He knows
me as Stella, my fun, carefree alter ego—so drastically different
from Destelle, the girl who is trapped in the life her parents
rule.
But as we get closer, I realize Harry’s keeping a
secret of his own, something related to the dark past that he’s
trying to move on from, and when I find out, everything we’ve built
could come crashing down.
This
is the fifth book in the Love in Fenton County Series, but can be
read as a standalone. Check out this Opposites Attract + Hidden
Identities Romance today!
EXCERPT #1
After twisting off the cap, I took a long refreshing drink of the icy water, a relief from the heat of the club.
And then moved once more.
Harry still leaned against the wall near a trash can, and I turned the bottle cap over between my fingers as I got closer, watching the crowd weave in and out between us. A girl with pink hair obscured him for a moment, and then a guy with a mohawk moved in my way next. I waited until my path cleared, until no one stood between him and me.
Margot would’ve called me devious.
Honestly, it kind of felt as if I were a super-spy on a stakeout.
Crap, that sounded creepy.
When I was six feet away, the bottle cap slipped from my fingertips.
It bounced away from me, knocking noiselessly against the ground. I lost it for a moment, the opaque lid blending in with the shadows, and then finally found where it came to rest. The momentum was better than I thought it’d be.
Fingers were already curling around it, and when I traced the arm up to find a face, Harry gazed back at me.
Gosh, even from here I could see their color. So freaking blue. Like the waters in the Caribbean or something. For a moment, it left me a bit dazzled, Destelle’s personality breaking through.
With an inward smile, I thought, Hook, line, sinker.
“Not sure how sanitary that is now,” I called over the music to him, stepping closer into his bubble of space. I kept my gaze laser-focused on the cap in his hand, shrugging on a shawl of nonchalance. “After rolling around on the floor, I mean. But thanks.”
“Yeah, probably shouldn’t put it back on your drink,” Harry agreed, and I looked to find his full lips curved into a half smile. His fingers brushed against my palm as he dropped the cap into it, and I curled my hand, pressing the plastic into my skin. “I recognize you.”
I jolted. “Uh, you do?”
“You come into Crushed Beanz,” he said. “You listen to us play.”
I hadn’t planned on him recognizing me. Great. Did he think I was some creepy fangirl? Then again, I had devised a plan to get his attention. Though, maybe he was the creepy one for recognizing me. We’d never spoken before, and yet he recognized my face? Maybe he was the creepy super-spy.
Either way, it was super flattering. He noticed me.
EXCERPT #2
As I picked up the cold, stupid, heavy thing, my mind began racing for excuses. I came out to find it shattered, I could say, but then they would promptly ask me where I was. They wouldn’t quite believe it got broken at Margot’s house, a house safely tucked inside a gated community.
I accidentally smacked the seat belt into it. Except I wasn’t sure you could even break a window with a seat belt. Plus, if they found out it was even remotely my fault, I’d be grounded until they shipped me off to college.
Margot might know someone who could fix a broken window. The girls at Eastview might, too—they were resourceful. Street-smart. That’s how I got my fake ID. I just had to hide the damage for a night. I could say I left my windows rolled down because…well, I’d have to think of a reason why. How hard could it be?
I stood back from the car, lifting the cement piece. Drawing in an icy breath, I squeezed my eyes shut, and then I—
“Whoa, what are you doing?”
The sound of someone’s voice so close to me made me yelp in surprise, whirling around, cement still poised to throw.
“Don’t shoot,” he quickly got out, and then winced.
Harry stood a few feet from me, a light-wash jean jacket over his shoulders, wind threading its fingers through his auburn hair. His eyes were wide, his eyebrows raised. Both hands were level with his shoulders, and looped around a finger in one hand hung his car keys.
For a second, I just stood staring at him, watching as his eyes darted from me to the rock in my hand to the SUV.
“It’s my car,” I told him, my voice even.
“That’s good,” he replied, but I couldn’t tell if he fully believed me. His expression was unreadable. “Why, exactly, are you about to shatter your window?”
“My keys.” The confusion didn’t clear from his gaze. “They’re inside.” And then I added, with a gesture at the car, “It’s locked.”
Good grief, Stella, where’s that flirty attitude from last weekend? Apparently it’d gotten locked in the car along with my keys.
Harry eyed the cement piece. “Seems a bit extreme. Why not call someone to bring a spare set?”
“Can’t.” Get a grip, Destelle.
After another second of silence, the tension left from his mouth. “One sec,” he said after a moment, taking a backward step. He pointed a finger at the cement in my hand. “You should put that down.”
“Not through the car window,” I said for clarification, my voice finally gaining some of its life back.
It caused Harry to smile. “Definitely not.”
Playlist
for TWO KINDS OF US
I
always love making playlists for my books! It’s such a fun way to celebrate and
incorporate my love for mysic. Do you recognize any of these songs? Because
these totally fit TWO KINDS OF US!
1.
“Daphne
Blue” by The Band CAMINO
2.
“Robbers”
by The 1975
3.
“Who’s
That Boy” by Demi Lovato
4.
“As
I am” by Justin Bieber
5.
“Beautiful
People” by Ed Sheeran
6.
“POV”
by Ariana Grande
7.
“Into
You” by Ariana Grande
8.
“Domino”
by Jessie J
9.
“Time
of Our Life” by Big Time Rush
10.
“The
Way I Am” by Charlie Puth
Sarah
Sutton is the author of YA Contemporary Romance books from a tiny
town in Michigan. These standalone novels can be read in any order
and are sure to leave you swooning. She’s always loved the idea of
falling in love; capturing the fall through words and heart-melting
kisses is one of her passions! Meet-cutes? She’ll take all of them!
Accidental touches? She lives for them! First kisses? Yes, please!
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