Don’t Kiss The Brooding Artist

Artemis:

I’m sixteen years old and never had a boyfriend. Blame my overprotective mayor dad for that. He’s managed to scare off the entire male population at school. Ugh!

Then the new kid, Ryan Rogers, drops in. He’s the hottest thing to have ever walked this planet. I’m crushing on him, hard and strong, but he doesn’t know I exist. All I want is to go to the school dance with him, but no matter how much I try to talk to him, he shuts me out. What’s up with him? Why is he so mysterious?

Ryan:

The last thing I want is to go to some silly school dance. I’m happiest when I’m alone drawing, when the pain of my past doesn’t tear me apart. But when a guy pays me to take his sister to the dance, I figure I’ll endure it for a few hours and move on.

But moving on? Not so simple. Artemis throws my world off its axis. She’s determined to get to know me, bring me out of the shadows I’m hiding in. And when I find myself thinking about her more than I should, I do the only thing I know best—push her away. But she won’t give up. The more I push, the more she pushes back. How can I let myself fall for her? How can I be happy when I’ve lost everything I hold dear?

And what will happen when she finds out her brother paid me to take her to the dance? Will I lose her forever?