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Rules We're Meant to Break

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Rule #1: Don't get attached.

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Amber lives by strict rules to survive her mother’s love life: Always keep your eyes on the horizon and never get close to anyone connected to Mom's boyfriends.

But after they move in with Kevin, the latest of her mom's “soulmates,” the rules become increasingly difficult to follow. Kevin’s daughter, Cammie, keeps acting like Amber’s friend, even though she’s definitely not. And Jordan—star basketball player, hottest boy in school, and Cammie's best friend—keeps showing up at the most inconvenient moments.

Amber has reasons for every one of her rules, and following them is the only way to protect her heart when her mom inevitably moves on. But as she spends more time with Kevin, his daughter, and especially Jordan, she starts to wonder if the rules might be worth breaking this time.

Excerpt

Jordan’s one of those guys I’ve always noticed. He’s got this sort of effortlessly cool thing going on—blonde hair that can’t decide if it wants to fall over his forehead or stick up all over the place, these weird, icy blue eyes, and a pretty amazing set of biceps thanks to his tenure as the start shooting guard on the basketball team. I haven’t seen him shirtless since he volunteered for the dunk tank during Spirit Week freshman year, but if his arms are any indication of what he’s got going on under there, I wouldn’t mind getting a chance to look again.

But that is no longer an option, because he’s friends with Kevin’s daughter, Cammie, which means he is off limits. Rule number seven for surviving my mother’s love life? Don’t get involved with guys who are connected to my mom’s boyfriends or their families. Even if said guys are mega hot like Jordan Baugh. It makes it easier when my mom moves on to the next one. Less mess, fewer strings. I learned this lesson the hard way freshman year, when my mom was dating Howard. Howard had a nephew, Tyler, and I fell for him big time. We dated for six weeks and I went a lot further with him than I should have, and then, of course, Mom dumped Howard and I never heard from Tyler again. I was a mess for months after that. Hence the rule.

I steel myself and walk back over to Jordan, ball held out in front of me; he takes it and tips his head to the side. “Thanks,” he says, and then he smiles at me and it’s all just too much.

I give myself a shake and bend to pick up Buffy’s leash. When I straighten up, Jordan tips his head back toward his house, where the basketball hoop waits. “Well, I’ve gotta…”

I take a step back, glad for the excuse to get out of here. “Yeah, sure. Sorry for interrupting you.”

He shakes his head. “You’re fine. I missed the shot, remember?”

“Right,” I say. It’s weird that he missed, because he hardly ever does in games. “I’ll let you get back to it.”

“Sure. See you around, Amber.”

I can feel him watching me as I walk away. It makes me want to turn around, but I don’t. Rules are rules, after all.

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Praise

“The last time I devoured a book like this—I can't even remember. … This is such an amazing book, and it left me the feeling of wanting more, all of it, no pieces left. It was so openhearted and raw that I fell in love with all the characters.” —Clarissa

"The kind of story that I would buy from a book store and read over and over again." —Emily Hollman

"Sucked me in from the beginning. It's very rewarding going through this journey of growth and understanding with [Amber] . . . I am delighted." —Talia

"It is such a true true story about a girl finding herself within her first love. I loved it!" —Forever Bookish