Friend is a Four Letter Word by Steph Campbell
Series: Grounding Quinn #3
Published by Self-Published on 15th January 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
They both have secrets...But whose past will catch up to them first?
Shayna Gillan is on a mission: start fresh in a new state without the small town gossip that has haunted her since her bad girl days of high school.
Carter MacPherson has long been the most together member of his crazy family—until now. With a secret threatening to crumble everything he's worked for, he wishes he could forget the recent past, too.
The last thing Shayna and Carter are looking for is a relationship. It's best to be alone while they sort out their issues.
Friends. That's all they can ever be.
But even the best laid plans always have a flaw, and once Shayna and Carter cross the line between friendship and more, there's no turning back...
The only question left is—whose past will catch up to them first?
Today is release day for Friend is a Four Letter Word by Steph Campbell and I am VERY excited! I adore Steph, I adore her writing and I LOVE this series! Grounding Quinn was one of the very first indie books I read back in 2012 and I’ve had a soft spot for Steph and the Grounding Quinn gang ever since. I’m thrilled that Carter and Shayna finally get to tell their story!
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The door clicks open and Carter walks in holding two cups and a white paper bag.
“Here’s some coffee and bagels. I got a little of everything, wasn’t sure what you liked,” he says. His tone is curt.
“Thank you. Coffee sounds great.”
I start to get up off of the sofa, but Carter rounds the back and sits down across from me in the armchair.
He clasps his hands together and points his fingers up like a steeple, like we used to do as kids with the rhyme about the church and the steeple and leans forward, resting his mouth on the tips of his fingers.
“Please tell me you didn’t follow me,” he says. He shakes his head and lets out a chuckle—not a happy one, one that is dripping with disappointment and maybe even anger.
“Tell me that you had a killer craving for convenience store nachos for breakfast, and that every store that you stopped out in the entire county was out of cheese sauce except for the place across the street from the center I was at.” Carter says. His eyes are fixed on the coffee table, and I can’t help but feel a wash of cowardly relief because they are so intense that I don’t know what I’d do if he looked at me right now. “Tell me that you were scoping out the pottery class down the hall. Tell me that you ran out of gas on your way to an early bird sale and you couldn’t make it across the road, so you pulled in and coincidentally saw my car. Tell me whatever the hell you want, just please, please don’t tell me that you followed me, Shay.”
I pull my suddenly quivering bottom lip in. Carter finally looks up and he doesn’t look angry like I thought he would. He looks hurt. Devastated. I want to tell him those things; I want to lie if it’ll make him feel better.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“So you followed me,” he says, stating the obvious.
“Clearly I’ve stepped over another line that I shouldn’t have,” I say. “I should go.”
I reach into my purse and fumble for my keys, but Carter reaches out and closes his hand over mine.
“No, Shayna. You wanted to know what was going on so badly that you got in your car and drove across town to spy on me? Fine, then let’s talk.”