Kiss Me

Acknowledgements

It’s really hard to believe that I didn’t include acknowledgements in my very first book. Since then, the list of people who have been on this journey with me grows longer.

First to my readers: I wouldn’t still be on this journey if it weren’t for you. You message me, write amazing reviews, tweet me, and tell your friends about my books. I can’t thank you enough for that.

For the book bloggers who have been with me from the begi

To my amazing beta readers: Jessica Miremadi, you deserve your own paragraph for being the bluntest, meanest, pickiest, and sweetest beta reader of all. You catch the tiniest details. I once told you I read a book that I really enjoyed overall, but there was one single sentence in it that made me hate the main character. You’ve made sure that I don’t have any sentences like that and more. Thank you so much. And for my other beta readers, thank you for being honest with me and helping me create a book worthy to share. Partners in crime: Melissa Stewart-Allum and Mireya Sauer. It’s hard to believe you are half a world apart!! Heidi Be

To all the people who were at the Chicago book signing this fall: I have to admit, I was a bit worried about this event. There were so many authors there that I admire and who sell so many books. Thanks to all the fans that came there and made me feel like I belonged. To Kelley Edler for encouraging me to go, for coming along, and for risking a kidney in the process. To Jessica Miremadi for being my right hand. To Beth Suit and her amazing husband, John, so glad you came! To mother f*@#!ing Jen Sterling for crazy late nights and a possible “three sum.” To Rebecca Donovan and Dina Silver, you are two of the sweetest people I have ever met. Melissa Brown, Sarah Hansen, and Colleen Hoover for doing so much to make it happen. And everyone else: Can’t. Wait. Until. The. Next. One!

To my support team: Rebecca Peters-Golden for her flawless editing. Sarah Hansen of Okay Creations for beautiful, fashion-magazine-like covers. Jessica Miremadi for your amazing Polyvore boards. My daughter, Kenzie, for the coolest playlists, website, and blog.

I also want to thank a few groups that have been so supportive. You know who you are, and I can’t thank you all enough for your advice, support, hot guy photos, and love of reading: Destiny Makers, Hot Damn Sexy Authors, Bookaholics Anonymous, Naughty Henry Girls, and Book Broads. A big thank you also goes out to my writers group here in Texas.

And, lastly, to my family. Sorry for all the di

You know, being friends with two cute boys does have its benefits.

There's Da

Equally crushworthy is Phillip. Adorable, sweet Phillip. He has dark hair, a perfect smile, brown eyes, and the sexiest voice. He's the boy I talk to every night before I go to sleep. The boy who rescues me and tries to keep me out of trouble. The boy who irritatingly keeps getting hotter, and whose strong arms always seem to find their way around me. And when he gives me that grin, I can never say no.

One boy will give me my very first kiss.

One boy will teach me to make out.

One boy will take me to prom.

And, finally, one boy will ask me to marry him.

They will both be my best friends.

But only one of them will be the boy I fall in love with.

Only one of them is That Boy.

Click here to read That Boy.

The gorgeous engagement ring on my finger mimics my happiness.

I feel so sparkly, glittery, and full of promise, because I absolutely know he's that boy.

The boy I want to marry. My prince. My happily ever after.

But then our pastor starts asking lots of questions.

His parents say I haven’t dealt with my past.

I have horrible wedding disaster dreams.

I can’t find the perfect dress.

I have to manipulate him to get my way.

An old boyfriend asks me to run away with him.

My best friend says I'm going to ruin everything.

And forever starts to sound like a really long time.

Which totally freaks me out and makes me question everything I know.

Should best friends get married? 

Will my past affect our relationship?

Are my horrible dreams a warning?

Will I ever find a dress?

Could his sexiness be clouding my judgment?

Am I going to ruin everything?

Or is it just a case of cold feet?

And then I have to decide. Am I willing to give up on true love forever, or am I going to listen to my heart and marry him?

Click here to read That Wedding.

About the Author:

Jillian Dodd grew up in Nebraska, where she developed a love for storytelling, Husker football, and Midwestern boys.

She is the author of the That Boy series and The Keatyn Chronicles.

She currently resides in Texas with her family.

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Flower Mound, Texas

I’ve always written scripts for my perfect life.

But no way could I have ever scripted this.

My life is so far from perfect, it’s not even fu

All because of a stalker.

I’m at a boarding school, where I have to lie about who I am.

I can’t see my family.

I’m tutoring a hottie god that tortures me with his smile.

The most popular girl already hates me.

But there’s this boy.

This hot, sweet, sexy boy.

So I’m going to stop trying to script my life and just live it.

Because who knows how long I have left.