Seventeen-year-old Annabel Conway is tired of the Hillcrest High School elite making her life miserable because she’s not a size two. This summer, she's hiring a personal trainer to help her lose weight.
Annabel doesn’t expect her trainer to be a gorgeous guy around her age. Boys like Tegan are jerks. They pretend to like girls like her so they can make an idiot out of them. Been there, done that. Totally not going there again. She kind of hates him on principal. Blond. Muscular. Funny. It doesn’t help that he knows her measurements!
Soon, Tegan's so much more than that. He’s the boy who teaches her to box when she has a bad day. Who jogs with her and lets her set the pace. Who kisses her until she melts. He makes her feel beautiful regardless of what the scale says. Unlike her mom, he doesn’t expect perfection, and he doesn't try to shield her from the world like her dad and best friend. Tegan likes her the way she is.
But what happens when he’s not there? He can’t always be there…
Will Annabel be able to stand on her own and learn that she already measures up? That her worth doesn’t lie in what the world thinks, the scale says, or even what Tegan tells her—but in herself?
This book is one of my favorite love stories I've ever written. I love Tegan and Annabel together and love what they do for each other. I do/have struggled with a lot of the same things that Annabel does so she will always be a special character for me. Plus, she was just fun to write. Her voice probably came more clear to me than any other female main character I've written. If you check it out, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
For fun here's a short teaser... It's right after a food fight.
“Kitchen’s clean. I need to change my shirt too real quick and I’ll wash them both.”
He has his back to me as he grabs another shirt out of his drawer. He rips off the dirty one and tosses it in the basket next to him. My breath hitches. I’d forgotten what he looks like without a shirt. All tight, golden skin. The tattoo on his arm. The way his shorts aren’t overly baggy, but enough that I still get to see his strip of boxers.
“Toss your shirt in the basket,” he’s turning as he talks to me. A smile tilts half his mouth. “Are you checking me out, Annabel Lee?”
After all this time, I shouldn’t, but I blush.
Tegan walks over to me. “You can look all you want, ya know? Look or don’t look. It’s all up to you, but I can say, if the situation were reversed, I’d definitely want to explore every part of you.”
A baseball slides down my throat. I want. Believe me, I totally want...
AND and I'm stopping there. LOL. You can find MEASURING UP on Kindle HERE
Also, my good friend Jolene Perry has some FAB news which you can find HERE
Last, but not least, my friend Steph Campbell co-wrote a book, LENGTHS, with Liz Reinhardt which you can find HERE