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DANGEROUS CURVES
The Furiously Fast Series Book 2
BY STEPHANIE NICHOLE

Blurb

Jaxx and Kenndrix were happily in love until Kenndrix’s insecurities got the best of her. For years Kenndrix had been bullied and it left her scarred, feeling less than herself. Weight has always been an issue for her and it’s something that doesn’t seem to be changing. Jaxx doesn’t care, he just loves her. She makes him happy but she keeps pushing him away.

Jaxx is bound to be a hot commodity in Hollywood with his daredevil ways. Girls are flocking to him but he only eyes for one the problem is she can’t see it.

Jaxx walks away in a desperate attempt to make her see how much he cares but it ends up destroying them. Now a few years later they are forced back into each other’s lives but can they navigate the curves of love this time.

DANGEROUS CURVES
The Furiously Fast Series Book 2
BY STEPHANIE NICHOLE

Excerpt

I sit on the couch in the living room of the house we’ve made a home. It’s ours. Correction, it was ours until a couple of hours ago when my entire life turned upside down. One stupid argument, only it wasn’t a stupid argument, and it wasn’t just one time. It’s the same argument….every damn time. It’s always me and my insecurities that cause the fight. Jaxx has dealt with it for years and now he just can’t anymore. I don’t blame him. If I had been him, I would have left a long time ago. 

Jaxx is a social butterfly. He’s confident and outgoing and doesn’t give a shit what anyone says or thinks about him. I envy and admire that about him. I, on the other hand, couldn’t be more different. I’m a freaking mess. Constantly, I search for approval from those around me. I listen too much to what is said about me from people who don’t even know me. Should their opinions matter? Hell no, but do they? More than I’d care to admit. 

All of my life, I’ve been teased or treated as an outcast because I’m never good enough. I’m either too fat, too shy, too quiet, too smart…too much of something. So, maybe it’s not that I’m not good enough. Maybe, it’s I’m just too much, but whatever the reason, I know I’ve never fit in. There’s always been someone to make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin. I have one friend, Kynlee, who is an angel I swear. That girl has saved me from my own path of self-destruction more times than even she knows. She’s seriously the best friend I could have ever asked for.