(Ritter University #2)
Publication date: August 25th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
One upload. One thousand likes. One lapse in judgment and she lost it all.
Ritter University Novel – Book Two
Egged house, keyed cars, and lawsuits all behind her, Karina Wolfe needs to bury her past deep beneath the skeletons in her closet. No one can ever find out what she did. No one.
Her freshman year at Ritter University is the perfect opportunity to re-invent a better, shinier, more responsible Karina. Her goal? Keep her head down and stay away from the thing that screwed up her life in the first place—guys. It shouldn’t be that hard, in theory. If only Ryan Kent wasn’t so darn gorgeous.
Ryan Kent is the poster child for responsibility. He’s always done what’s expected of him. He didn’t have much choice. But now that his mother’s cancer is under control, he finally feels free. Almost. If he could only convince his dad to trust him to make his own choices, life would be good. If he could get Karina to take a chance on him, life would be perfect.
Ryan doesn’t know what Karina did before they met. Karina doesn’t know how to protect Ryan. When taking chances collide with trust, can what happens in college endure, or will it stay in college?
This Ritter University book is part of series of interconnected but stand-alone books.
“So, when are you going to ask her out?”
Ryan’s hand jerked, but he was able to rein it in before it became noticeable. He hoped, anyway. “Ask her out. Why would I ask her out?”
“Because I’ve seen the way you look at her. You look at her like she’s a milker and you’re a cow that ain’t been milked in weeks.”
“Interesting metaphor aside, she’s out with douche…” He had to stop calling him that. “…with another guy. I don’t share.”
“I didn’t think I did, either.” A sad smile crossed her face and disappeared. “But hang in there. She’ll come to her senses about you.”
He wasn’t so sure about that. They say you never got another chance at a first impression, and he’d made one helluva first impression. He picked up a ruler and redrew one of the lines he’d erased earlier. If he couldn’t enjoy his social life, he’d enjoy the part of school he could control.
“What are you working on?”
“A drawing for my architecture course.”
Savannah stared at the lines crossing the page in front of him. “I thought you were a business major.”
“I am. I asked to be in this class as an elective.” More like begged, but no one needed to know that. In the end, the thousands of dollars his father donated over the years gave him the ammunition to gain department permission to attend the architecture classes. Now he just had to make sure dear old Dad didn’t find out.
“If you want to be an architect, just change your major.”
“It’s not that easy when your father already has your office set up at the company he founded.”
“Tell me about it.”
“You know, Ryan. You’re really a nice guy. You should show it more often. You know, get rid of that asshole reputation.”
“I’ll take that under consideration.”
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