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by Rebecca Yarros
The Renegades #1
Publication Date: September 19, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Embrace, New Adult, Romance
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Synopsis: He’s Paxton Wilder.Twenty-two-year-old, tattooed, smoking-hot leader of the Renegades. Five time X Games medalist. The world is his playground—especially this year—and for the next nine months I’m stuck as his tutor on the Study at Sea program. He’s too busy staging worldwide stunts for his documentary to get to class. But if I can’t get him to take academics seriously, I’ll lose my scholarship…if I don’t lose my heart first. Six unlikely friends on a nine-month cruise with the Study at Sea program will learn that chemistry is more than a subject and the best lessons aren’t taught in the classroom…but in the heart.
EXCERPT“If you need to study, you’re right, you’ll be doing it here, because I’m not going anywhere near those cameras unless I have to.”My muscles relaxed as I realized she wasn’t going to renege on our deal and not tutor me. “I understand.”“Okay then. Do you have your schedule so I know what classes you have?”“I have every class you do.”Her mouth dropped open. “How is that even possible?”“I needed to know you could help me, or take notes if I had to miss class.”Because I engineered it that way.“Did you sleep with the registrar or something? How did you make that happen? You know what? I don’t even want to know. We have seminar at nine a.m. tomorrow. Do you think you can make it? Or were you planning on waterskiing behind the ship or something?”“That’s not even...” Huh. I wondered if it was possible.Maybe if the rope was long enough, and we launched from—“Unbelievable. No wonder you need a tutor. You’ve killed off all your brain cells doing stupid crap. Tell me something—are you just here for the Renegade Channel?”My eyes widened. “I thought you didn’t know who I was?”She rolled hers. “Come on. We’re still close enough to port to have good internet, and there’s not a lot of Paxton Wilders running around. Google is pretty nifty with the whole search thing.”I swallowed. How much did she know? “What did it tell you?”“That you run a YouTube channel with a few friends who all have ridiculous stage names, you’ve won a couple X Game medals in motocross or snowmobiling or something.”“Both,” I answered automatically.“Great. You enjoy flinging yourself off mountains and buildings and generally see exactly what it would take to kill yourself, and I’m responsible for getting you through this academic year while you’re doing it all over the world, right?”Fuck. She put it together so quickly. “What makes you think that?”“Well, I doubt those hugely expensive cameras are here to document some boring reality show featuring your academics center stage, so the only plausible explanation is that you’re here to take your little channel international. Or is it bigger?”“Bigger,” I answered truthfully. “Some of the things we have planned aren’t exactly legal in the U.S., so it seemed to be a great time to shoot the documentary. What else did you learn?”“That you prefer leggy blondes who have a disproportionate ratio of breast to waist. Which is fine with me; I’m sure there’s a full treasure trove here to select from, and I’m safe since I don’t fit any of that criteria.”“Whoa, when did I even hint—?”She threw her palms out. “You didn’t. I just figured I’d get ahead of you. Look, you almost killed me, dumped me into a huge pool, and now I’m stuck with you if I want to stay on this trip. I understand what I signed up for. But I will not be involved in anything you do—like I was today—ever again. You and I are business only, got it?”I nodded slowly. “Got it.” What the fuck just happened?“Good. Now you can leave. I’ll see you at seminar in the morning.” She walked to the door and held it open until I left her room, closing the door behind me with a loud click.I was halfway to my room before I started laughing. Little Eleanor Baxter had done the one thing no other girl had done in my lifetime—dismissed me outright.
I knew I liked her for a reason.