Calling all 80s girls!
Layla Warren first introduced us to Trip Wilmington in REMEMBER WHEN…
Now read his side of the story!
Trip Wiley wasn’t always a Hollywood movie star.
In fact, he wasn’t always Trip Wiley.
Back in 1990, he was better known as Trip Wilmington, the new kid in town.
New place, new school… same old story.
No big deal. It’s not like this is the first time he’s been forced to start over.
But seventeen years of city living hasn’t prepared him for life in the suburbs…
or for Layla Warren.
Layla is smart, funny, beautiful… the kind of girl every guy dreams about.
Trip should know.
He’s been falling for her since the first minute he saw her.
And his life hasn’t been the same since.
Prepare to travel back to your teen years… That time in your life before the real world kicked in, that limbo between adolescence and adulthood, that trial of hanging onto the past while figuring out where the future will lie.
With heart-shredding romance, steamy love scenes, and hilarious 80s references, readers of all ages will find themselves falling in love with TRIP all over again.
***Author’s note: This is no copy/paste job. This is a brand new story that fills in the blanks during Trip and Layla’s separation while still bringing all the magic moments of the two of them together.
It is highly recommended–but not required–that you read Remember When prior to reading TRIP.
READ WHEN YOU’RE IN THE MOOD FOR: nostalgic, steamy, angsty, sweet, funny
So sweet!! I am a huge fan of the Remember When series and if you haven’t read it yet, I HIGHLY recommend it. Second-chance romance doesn’t get any better than Trip and Layla’s story. I was so excited to read Trip’s version of when he first met Layla.
This is a fun, sexy and nostalgic story and adds so much to the whole series! Many times an alternative POV is just a re-telling of the same story but this book gives us a whole new perspective on Trip and Layla’s relationship.
And the ending!! OMG!! Even though I knew what was going to happen, it was still so full of emotion!! Trip is a funny, emotional and completely fulfilling romance that checked all the boxes for me. I absolutely ADORE Trip and Layla and they are one of my favorite fictional couples. You can start this series for free right now and I highly recommend that you do!!
“Don’t ever ask me to stop loving you, because I can’t. don’t ever think I’ll be able to forget you, because I won’t.”
And now for the fun…… we are having a scavenger hunt, and you can read the first three chapters of TRIP! You will need to visit each blog in order to get the whole story.
Start here: http://bit.ly/2ttRKR3 You’ll end up back here for Excerpt #22!
Summer Hair came back into the room and avoided looking at me. Well, she was avoiding looking at everyone, so I guess I shouldn’t have been so put off. But seriously? She seemed to be the only girl in the entire school who didn’t have any interest in gawking at me twenty-four-seven. The irony being that she was the only one whose attentions I would have welcomed.
Enough of this bullshit.
I poked her shoulder with all intentions of introducing myself properly, but she turned around with a wiseass smirk on her face and asked in a near-whisper, “What is it, New Kid?”
What the hell? This chick was a piece of work. I couldn’t contain my grin as I asked, “You okay?”
Her brows furrowed in confusion before she responded, “Oh. The coughing. Yeah, I’m fine. Are you okay?”
It was my turn to look confused. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
She took a peek over her shoulder to make sure the teacher was still at the board. “Mason making you get up there and introducing yourself to the class.”
Oh. I gave a shrug like it was no big deal.
“It didn’t bother you?”
She had this great expressive face whenever she was talking. Like her lips had a personality all their own. They scrunched and pouted and—combined with her incredible eyes—fully animated her beautiful face.
I leaned back in my chair and tapped a pencil across my notebook. “Nah. Not the first time I’ve been forced to do that. Third time today, actually.”
Her lips pursed in a sympathetic smile just as the teacher turned from the blackboard. “Layla! Eyes up front, please.”
Layla’s eyes went wide before she twisted around in her seat. Either there were a bunch of girls in this school with her same name, or this was the friend Lisa and Cooper were talking about at lunch. I was banking on the latter.
My lip curled as I teased, “So you’re the infamous Layla… Nice.”