The Boyfriend Whisperer
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: November 15th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Sports
As President and CEO of Boyfriend Whisperer Enterprises, Lexi Malloy is Grand View High School’s undercover Cupid. One problem: She’s stuck in the friend zone when it comes to her own crush, Chris Broder. She and Chris have been best friends since the third grade, and he doesn’t even seem to realize she’s is a member of the opposite sex.
When pretty and popular cheerleader Lindsay LaRouche hires Lexi to whisper Chris, she has to decide whether to place her commitment to her company—and Chris’s happiness—before herself.
The beach is crowded. In February.We’re surrounded by people whose idea of a good time is taking an ice bath. Two guys, or maybe girls, wearing polar bear costumes give everyone high fives as they check in. There’s a huge medical station and a bunch of dudes who look like Navy Seals meandering around in their dive suits. I imagine they’re supposed to make me feel safer, but safety isn’t really my top concern. I’m not so much worried about drowning as I am about FREEZING MY FREAKING BUTT OFF FOR NO APPARENT REASON.
Excuse me. For a good cause.
I head into the women’s changing tent and slip on my bathing suit. My legs are as white as the sand. Perhaps a shade lighter. Ugh. I huddle beside a heat fan for a few moments before going out to meet Chris.
The pecs. Oh, my. I haven’t seen them in months. And now he has abs, too. As in, sweeter-than-Dew, six-pack abs. Holy cow. He runs up and grabs my hand, and for a moment I’m too stunned to move.
“Come on,” he says. “The sooner we get in, the sooner we get out.”
First sensible thing the boy has said all week. We take off and splash in up to our thighs. That’s when I falter. I can’t go any farther. The water is beyond freezing.
“It’s not a Plunge until you plunge,” Chris shouts. He insists we go big or go home. Heads under.
I rub my arms. “Cold. Cold. Cold.”
“Come on, Lexi. You got this.” He dives into a wave.
I can’t do it. I want to, but I can’t. Every inch of my body is rebelling.
Chris surfaces about fifteen feet away and calls to me. “It’s not so bad once you’re in.”
We both laugh. I used to say that to him at the pool all the time. He hated it. He was such a skinny kid, and kind of awkward. Who knew he’d grow up to become this hot, sexy, Polar Plunging dude?
I take a deep breath—or as deep as my shivering body will allow—and dive into the next small wave. Holy cow. Freaking freezing.
That’s it. Time to get out. I look around for Chris and see that he’s already halfway to shore. Guess he had the same idea.
My legs plod slowly through the swirling water, despite the fact that my brain is shouting at them to hurry up. The air feels much, much colder now that I’m soaked, so I dip in up to my shoulders for “warmth.” All I can think about is that heat fan in the women’s changing tent. A wave knocks me back, and I try to regain my footing.
Suddenly I’m sinking. I can’t feel my calves. I try to will them to move, but they seem somehow disconnected from the rest of my body. I try to swim toward shore, but my arms are so cold and stiff, they can’t compete with the small breakers swirling around me.
I roll over to float on my back, but my legs are two dead weights pulling me down. I swallow a mouthful of saltwater, and that’s when panic sets in. I start to flail. Is it true that people go down three times before they drown? Did that count as my first time? Am I going to die at seventeen? Doing a stupid Polar Plunge?
My young adult novels, EM & EM (2015) and THE FUNERAL SINGER (2013), were both published by Swoon Romance YA. My upcoming novel, THE BOYFRIEND WHISPERER, scheduled for publication in fall of 2016 by Swoon, received the Romance Writers of America Young Adult Chapter’s 2015 Rosemary Award and the Virginia Chapter’s 2015 Fool for Love Award.
I live in Northern Virginia with my husband, Joe, and our feisty chihuahua, Demitria (also known as Dee Dee, The Puppy, and Killer). I’m a sucker for romance and reality TV and have been known to turn off my phone’s ringer when watching “The Bachelor.”
My favorite flower is the daisy, my favorite food is chocolate, and my favorite song is “Amazing Grace.”
When I’m not writing, I work in nonprofit management. I’m represented by the amazing Andrea Somberg of Harvey Klinger Inc.