Except, Stella throws a wrench in his plan. So he’s decided he’s going to keep his distance and focus more on getting over her and moving on than trying to get under her. All he wants is her and she’s completely oblivious to it, which only makes every attempt that much more frustrating for Romeo. Earn Your Extra Credit kicks off with Romeo being miserable about his failing relationship with Stella. And that’s because she creates such wonderful characters that have so much to offer and such incredible writing. Even when the cover doesn’t feature a half-naked man, the book is delicious. Because honestly, Romeo and Stella are probably my favourite pairing from this series.Īs with all Meghan Quinn books, Earn Your Extra Credit is hilarious, smart, packed with brilliant friendships and insanely sexy. They were always being so cute and flirty in the background of Arlo and Greer’s story and when Meghan finally announced this book, I was beyond thrilled. I have been obsessed with Romeo and Stella since we met them in See Me After Class. “I’ve loved you since the first moment you started eating off my plate without asking, and that love has grown over the months into this overwhelming, all-consuming infatuation that I can’t shake.” It’s all fake, that’s what I keep telling myself, even though it feels entirely too real. Now I’m navigating through purgatory while trying not to get turned on by the way she holds my hand or kisses my jaw. Because what I think is going to be a relaxing vacation, avoiding the one girl I can’t seem to make it work with, has turned into a spectacle of being recruited as Stella’s doting fake fiancé so she can save face with an old “friend” from high school. Unfortunately, that’s not the worst of it, just the tip of the iceberg. Normally I’m the one taking the girl home but with Stella, it’s been one failed attempt after another and frankly, I’m done trying.īut thanks to my best friend getting married in Hawaii right before the school year starts, I’m stuck on a tropical island, watching Stella parade around in what she claims is a bathing suit.
I don’t normally ask a girl out, have her fail to recognize it’s a date, and then give me a high five–as if I’m her wingman–and take off with someone else. I would like to make it known, I have a lot more swagger than what it seems. Hearing the disbelief from my best friend’s mouth makes the events of my failed date sting that much more. “She went home with someone else that night?”
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