Six-time Grammy Award wining musician Kyle Hamilton has it all—money, fame, talent, good looks, and a job he loves. His only regret in life: walking away from a certain notorious virgin because he was too prideful, stubborn, and even afraid to give her the only thing she asked of him—his abstinence.
Four years and a broken heart later, Kyle realizes that sex isn’t everything, and he suddenly can’t stop thinking about the girl that got away. Virgin Val Jensen got under is skin like no one else ever has. He wasn’t ready for her then, but things are different now. He’s grown up, he’s learned a few things, and he’s finally figured out exactly what he wants, or, rather, who he wants.
Kyle Hamilton wants a do-over, and this time he’s willing to do—or not do—whatever it takes.
I’d never seen Val so upset before. I’d flustered her on a regular
basis back in the day. I’d always pushed her to her limits on purpose, trying
to get her strong façade to crack and she never once had. She was the strongest
person I’d ever met. It said something about her emotional state of mind that
she’d asked for a few moments to collect herself before having to do the
signing with me.
I knew she probably wanted these few minutes alone, but I couldn’t
pull myself away. I couldn’t leave her like this. I cleared my throat to gain
her attention, and she jumped at the intrusion. She whirled around, hastily
wiping away a tear or two as she forced her emotions down and reverted back
into the calm, controlled woman I’d seen onstage.
She opened her mouth as if to explain herself but shut it again,
realizing that there was no hiding what I’d just witnessed. Instead she decided
to ignore it. “Kyle Hamilton.” It was a warm greeting and a sigh at the same
time.
Her smile was sincere, and her eyes held genuine pleasure, but
there was a wariness about her that made me afraid to approach her. We stared
at each other in silence, both cataloging the changes four years had brought. I
wasn’t sure what to do or how to break the silence between us, so Val took the
initiative. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” she said with a small
shake of her head.
“Me, either.” I finally broke from my stupor and managed a small
smile. “Hug for an old friend?”
I held out my arms, still not taking any steps further into the
room, letting her come to me on her terms. It took her a moment to decide, but
eventually she pushed her smile up into her eyes and crossed the room to me.
We sank into the embrace and simply held each other as the tension
left our bodies. Her arms were low around my waist and mine tight around her
shoulders. Thanks to her heels she was only a few inches shorter than my
six-foot-three inches, putting her at the perfect height to rest her head on my
shoulder, which she did with the smallest sigh. My eyes drifted shut and I
enjoyed the moment. It was a long time before I whispered, “Are you okay?”
She sucked in a sharp breath and pulled herself out of my arms.
“I’m fine.”
I didn’t believe her. The words sounded too much like a personal
pep talk. “Val, if you’re not up for sticking around to sign autographs with
me, I’ll understand. I’ll tell them you’re not feeling well.”
Val gaped up at me, stunned by the offer. She was shocked that I’d
let her off the hook. Normally I wouldn’t, but the image of her crumpling to
pieces alone in this room was not one I was going to forget anytime soon.
“The thing about surviving fame,” I told her, “is knowing when to say no. The public will always take everything
you give them. They’ll take and take and take, and it will never be enough. You
have to remember that ultimately you come first. If there’s ever something you
need, you have to put your foot down.”
For
instance, not singing your most popular song again no matter how much it pisses
people off and lets them down. I didn’t voice the thought,
but I wondered if she was thinking about that, too.
“If you’re not up for it today, then go.”
Val studied me for a moment, and her nerves melted away. Giving
her the chance to say no had apparently been what she needed to say yes. “It’s
okay, Kyle, I don’t mind staying.”
She sounded much more confident, but I still asked, “You sure?”
“I’m sure,” she promised. A smile crept over her face, reaching
all the way up into her eyes and she said, “I can’t let you go out there alone.
Who knows what kinds of rumors you’d start. I’d probably wake up tomorrow and
learn that I’d been hospitalized after going into severe shock when you kissed
me backstage.”
Surprised, I burst into laughter. “That does sound like
something you’d do,” I teased.
She laughed with me and we headed back to the main studio and our
waiting fans. “It may have been four years, Kyle, but that doesn’t mean I don’t
remember how you operate.”
I snatched her hand as she reached to open the door to the studio.
I wasn’t ready to end this moment alone with her. “You don’t think I’ve learned
a few things since then?”
She smirked and shook her head. “New tricks. Same dog.”
It was impossible not to take her words as a challenge. I pushed
her back until she was pinned against the door and leaned in close enough that
our breaths mingled. Her eyes snapped wide the same way they always had
whenever I’d invaded her personal space, and I watched, satisfied, as she
sucked in a lung full of air and held it.
“That mentality will be your downfall this time around, Val.” I
leaned in, letting my lips linger at her jawline for a
moment too long before bringing them to her ear. “Same old tricks,” I
whispered. “New man.”
With that, I kissed her cheek and breezed past her into the
studio, leaving her flustered and in need of another moment to collect herself all over again.
IN THE SERIES
When Val Jensen gets dumped for her decision to stay a virgin until marriage, the nasty breakup goes viral on YouTube, making her the latest internet sensation. After days of ridicule from her peers, Val starts a school-wide campaign to rally support for her cause. She meant to make a statement, but she never dreamed the entire nation would get caught up in the controversy.
As if becoming nationally recognized as “Virgin Val” isn’t enough, Val’s already hectic life starts to spin wildly out of control when bad boy Kyle Hamilton, lead singer for the hit rock band Tralse, decides to take her abstinence as a personal challenge.
How can a girl stay true to herself when this year’s Sexiest Man Alive is doing everything in his power to win her over?
Kelly Oram wrote her first novel at age fifteen–a fan fiction about her favorite music group, The Backstreet Boys, for which family and friends still tease her. She’s obsessed with reading, talks way too much, and loves to eat frosting by the spoonful. She lives outside of Phoenix, Arizona with her husband and four children.
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