All out of patience for her alcoholic father. All out of money from her summer job savings. All out of scholarship essay ideas. And all out of room in her heart for people who don’t care to see her for who she really is.

But even she has to admit that the French jerk attending her academy is starting to worm his way in just a bit.

Cash Castille couldn’t care less about what Khloe thinks she knows. None of her advanced classes have taught her that love isn’t something that can be measured or figured out using scientific methods. Actions often speak louder than words. And although he gets a rise out of driving her crazy, he can’t help but wonder when her brain will stop arguing with what their hearts already know.

When Cash drops a bomb and asks for the favor of a lifetime, Khloe reluctantly agrees because despite the terms, she needs the benefits of their arrangement. However, as Cash and Khloe navigate through their new found relationship, she can’t help but wonder if the cost of this ploy will be another expense she can’t afford to give. Her heart.

My name is Bry. I was born in San Diego, CA but raised in central TX. After years of writing poems and short stories and making my family read them, the characters in my head have finally matured–mostly– and demanded to be heard. I enjoy all things paranormal and believe sarcasm is a second language that I have mastered. I adore flawed female characters that aren’t afraid to speak their mind (even to the point of driving other characters mad). I am an Army wife and the mother of a four year old little boy who demands that I call him Iron Man or Donny (Ninja Turtles) on any given day.