The Final Lesson Plan
SMUTLESS
Schooled Two
“They’re baaack!”
The raunchy, witty gang from Schooled is back again, but this time what they lack in full-out graphic erotica, they more than make up for in humor, sarcasm, sexual innuendo, and believe it or not, emotional angst.
Now that Janelle Garrity’s reputation has been slandered all over her hometown, and the locals are referring to her as “Professor Pedophile,” she has a lot of cleansing of her good name to tend to. But that won’t stop her from still getting down and dirty with her sexy boy toys, Briggs Alexander and Leo Cling. Both men taught her about that four-letter word, lust. But, can they further her education and teach her even more about that other four letter word, love? Briggs and Leo both possess secrets that Janelle never saw coming. Will those secrets be too much for her, causing this teacher to dismiss class early? Or does Janelle Garrity, teacher extraordinaire, have that special ability to turn all situations into a “teachable moment” for everyone involved?
Inquiring and dirty minds want to know; will Janelle hold on to that hunky football star, taking him all the way to the end zone? Or will Janelle choose the romance-reading intellectual as her other half? The Final Lesson Plan will give you all the answers, and you won’t even have to cheat.
You must read Schooled first. This book is not a standalone. You need to know the background of these characters!
First and foremost, I LOVED the beginning. Deena took the time to write out exactly what fiction mean and that her book is total fiction. It made me laugh histarically when she even put the Websters Dictionary meaning of the word included. Then to top it all off, she even gives an expalaination if one cannot understand those two:
"In case you cannot understand what that means either, then (1.) you're and idiot. (2.) you shouldn't be reading this book."
As some of you may know, Deena had a bit of trouble with her first book being a rocking smutty book of wonder. Since those times, she decided to make Schooled 2, smuttless. I'm not gonna lie, I was not happy about this. I was kinda freaking out actually. BUT while I missed it, it was not necessary because my mind drifted to the fun that Briggs, Janelle and Leo were having off the pages of the book.
Schooled 2 is the battle of who is going to win Janelle's heart. Briggs....Leo???? I freaking love the intimacy that went one between the two couples. When I say this, I mean the connection. It was so strong with both of them and had me rooting for them both. I of course had my winning pick, but the way Deena wrote it, I had a soft spot for both.
Loved the push and pull. One would mess up, then fix it. The other would mess up, then fix it. I loved Janelle's self discovery.
I loved how Briggs came out of his cockiness a bit in this book.
I loved how Leo became more self assured and expressed himself.
Both of these men are freaking awesome and I am so glad that I was not in Janelle's place. Add in her crazyass ex, and you have a recipe for disaster.
I loved the humor in this book along with all the pop culture references. My favorite was the 90210 one about Kelly Taylor having to pick between Brandon and Dylan; then her realization that she was Kelly in her situation. LOVED IT!! As a woman who grew up on that shit, she had me.
Overall, really good followup to the first. I would love to have some deleted scenes pop up with Briggs and Janelle and Leo and Janelle doing their thing. One can hope.
BRIGGS
Michele: Why should Janelle choose you over Leo?
Briggs: Shit, I
know all you bitches are pulling for Cling.
Man, that shit’s fucked up. I
don’t know what you think he can give her that I can’t. Cling’s a bore. If she wants a life of total fucking boredom,
then Cling it is. If she wants
adventure, fun, and spontaneousness ( word keeps showing up red, maybe that
ain’t even a word—who gives a fuck—you get the idea), then she needs to kick
Cling to the curb and get on the Alexander Express for the ride of a lifetime.
Here’s the
thing, I know Leo’s a good guy. Hell, he
was voted “Most Likely to Succeed” our senior year. I know he’d do all that husband and father
shit that he should. But how long can
anyone really be interested in the mundane? (Ya like that? good diction, eh? No bullshit, I looked it
up.) I can offer Janelle a life of
excitement, money, lots of damn money, hot sex, and total fucking
devotion. Once I knew I had a chance
with her, I realized that I’m not turning back.
I’m going to do all I can to win her and keep her. I’m not giving her up. And I’m not going to give up trying. I’m in this.
I’m in it to win, too. When
Briggs Alexander puts his mind to something, he gets it—no matter how hard he
has to work for it.
Whoa, that
all sounded too cocky. If I heard
someone say that shit, I’d punch the bastard in the face. Let me just tell you this: I’ve never wanted
anything or anyone more in my life. When
Janelle is around, I want to be a better guy; she makes me better. Now, I think back to who I used to be, and
that dude’s a douche. I can’t spend my
life being a total asshole. Shit, when I
look at her, all I can think is how I want to give her the world, make her want
or yearn for nothing. She deserves everything. And man, when she smiles, the corners of her
eyes crinkle a little, and it’s the best, knowing I did that, I made her eyes
smile. Douchebags don’t do shit like
that.
Driving to his apartment, my stomach is in knots. I’ve made my decision, a decision that took
nearly two months to make. The bottom
line is: I fell in love. I wasn’t supposed to, but I did. I fell in love. Unfortunately, I fell in love with both
Briggs and Leo. Head over heels,
googly-eyed, take my breath away love with both of them. Sounds cliché, I know, but I did. Sadly enough, I couldn’t choose both of them;
I had to make a decision. Like Sophie’s Choice. Holy Hell, not that hard, but hard
nonetheless. I made the decision; it was
crazy hard, heart-breakingly hard.
Gut-wrenchingly hard.
Today is the day. I’m going
to tell him that it’s him. I love him, and I already cannot imagine my life
without him. I think he’s going to be
shocked; after all that we’ve been through, he doesn’t think he stands a
chance, shouldn’t stand a chance.
Granted, he screwed up a few times this past month, making me question
if he could really be the man that I needed him to be, could really take care
of me and love me like I deserved to be loved, especially after all of the
heartache I’ve endured. It’s him though;
I think I always knew it was him. I was
just too afraid to admit it. I’m not
sure people think we’re right for one another, but this time, with him, I feel
it. This is the real deal. This time,
I’m thinking forever.
I put my car into park, get out slowly, and walk up the steps to
his place, noticing how hot the handrail is in the late July sun. It burns my hand, like I’m getting too close
to the fire. Icarus. No, not Icarus,
this is not going to turn out badly; this is not going to crash in a fiery
spiral downfall. I’m not afraid anymore.
Let it burn me; I’m strong enough now to handle anything, endure physical
and emotional pain both, and still come out on top. That much I know for sure now.
I take a deep breath and knock, hoping he’s awake. There’s no
answer. I knock again, a little louder
with urgency this time. After waiting a
few minutes, I hear footsteps. My heart
flutters as I hear him approach, and I immediately think back to how much we’ve
been through this summer, this past month.
The door opens and…
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