Ballerina and the Boxer
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Last published Tue, May 5, 2015
"imagine it, wind blowing through your hair. blood pumping, heat beating out of your chest, adrenalin coursing through your veins. it's great, best thing in the world, best medicine, pretty good pick-me-up, don't ya think?"
"yeah, I guess so. but I don't see what's so great about doing something bad."
he chuckled, shaking his head at me," it's funny how nïeve you are Eileen. it's not about doing something bad, it's about doing anything, that feeling of life. that's what you've yet to feel"
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Eileen is a sweet, responsible, good girl. afraid to make a mistake, or get a bad grade. she's stuck where she is, wanting to stick to ballet. remain on her parents good side, and most of all, stay AWAY from boxers. but when she stumbles across the most dangerous boy in town beating up a random guy, her life will turn upside down and fill with trouble.
Now meet Emmet, dangerous, gorgeous, a boxer and bad boy exceptional, of course. he lives on the edge, does nothing by the book, and doesn't take crap from anyone. especially cute little good girl who is too scared to break the rules. text book ruffians, right? Well there's more to Emmet than meets the eye, a lot more.
Emmet is determined to show Eileen how to live. what could go wrong? it's just complete opposites going around Connecticut. oh wow, there's a lot that could go wrong actually......
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