Paper Flowers is coming soon!

I know it's been a while but I haven't been a total slacker because I have a new book coming out!

To make up for my long unexcused absence here's a little sneak peek!

        Peyton had asked for his food to go so I scrambled to come up with something to keep him here just little bit longer.
        “You’re in my first hour, right?” I asked with a coy smile, like I didn’t already have his entire schedule memorized.
        I also already knew his middle name (Thomas), birthdate (April 11th), and his mother’s maiden name (Petree), but he didn’t need to know that because if he did, he’d probably think I was some sort of stalker. In reality I just took researching my conquests very seriously. 
        “Um, yeah. You’re, uh, Cami?” He remembered my name!
        “Yep, that’s me. The one and only.” That was a little awkward. Recover, recover!
        He smiled. He had really nice teeth. Straight and white. Good dental hygiene is very important.
        “I’m Peyton.”
        “I know.” Did I seriously just say that? “So, uh, you’re new, right?” That’s not any better—of course he’s new. C’mon, brain, work with me here. 
        It was like I was unable to form an intelligent sentence around this guy. I blame the perfect teeth for turning my brain into mush.
        “Yep,” was all that he said. 
        So he wasn’t very loquacious. It was okay. Talking’s overrated anyway. Still, I wasn’t ready to give up yet.
        “Sooo, what brought you to Stone Creek?” I asked, fishing for anything that might keep him here a little longer. 
        “My dad got a new job.”
        “Oh, cool, me too.” Wait, what? “I mean, my dad didn’t get a job. I mean, he has a job, just not a new job.” Ohmygod. This was a total nightmare. 
        Somewhere in the back I heard Oliver chuckle at my expense. Jerkface. 
        “That’s good,” Peyton said, chuckling softly. Apparently I had lost all capability of engaging in a normal conversation. “Well, I’ll see you around, Cami.”
        “You betcha.” You betcha? What the hell was wrong with me today? I normally wasn’t this incompetent when it came to talking to boys. As soon as Peyton left the building I slid down to the floor and covered my face with both of my hands.
        “Smooth, very smooth,” Oliver teased as soon as the coast was clear.
        “Shut up!”
        “He’ll be throwing pebbles at your window in no time.”

Coming January 23rd but you can preorder now!