Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Painted Lines by Brei Betzold ~ Blog Tour ~ Alt. POV

Scout has always wanted to follow in her family’s business of custom bike building. Being female never stopped her from getting greasy and slapping on paint with the best of them, and made her work even harder at opening up her own shop someday.
When an opportunity to win $500,000 dollars in prize money presents itself, Scout and her group of misfit friends sign on the dotted line to be filmed for a reality television show to win it. But like anything in life there’s always a catch to free money.
When nightmares of the past meet dreams of the future, Scout is forced to face her demons, or be quickly over run by the memories. In the midst of her inner turmoil, family will come home, and possibly a life she never expected to have could be within her grasp.

Alternate POV:

First time Thayne sees Scout…

I was heading into the building of the address I was given to talk to someone about our housing arrangement. There was no way in hell I was allowing my sister to live anywhere near all of those guys.  Hell I didn’t want to live with any of those guys, the thoughts of my 16 year old sister near them could give me a coronary.  I opened the door when all of a sudden this girl rams right in to me, she barely even looks up as she mumbles an apology while she’s nearly running like the hounds of hell are after her.  I watch a bit confused, her teal colored hair is the first thing I notice, as she begins to shake her hands while pacing back in forth.  As I’m debating going over and making sure she’s ok three guys run out looking around.  They set their sightson the small woman and quickly walk over there, one pulling her into a bone crushing hug.  I shrug my shoulders and headed in to search out this producer guy.
I walk in thinking about what that was about outside and look around, the place is a madhouse with people running around.  I ask someone where I could find Marc and they point out this guy in a suit that is surrounded by people.  I sigh and spin around to head back outside, I would just wait a few minutes and try again when he wasn’t so busy.
I walk outside and find the same four people outside where I left them, only now the woman seems to have calmed down.  I lean against the wall and pull out my pack of cigarettes and light one up watching her.  She’s hot, I can’t deny that, and now she seems to be laying down the law with the other three who watch her as if she hung the moon.  I can’t blame them since I can’t seem to rip my eyes from her either.  
Her teal hair is pulled back in a ponytail and is whipping around while she continues talking, the white tank top molds to her body showing off her curves, and the faded stained blue jeans mold to her ass.  Finally she spins around and heads back towards the doors, never once looking at me, but I watch her.  She looks over her shoulder at one of the guys she’s with and I take a quick inhale when I finally see her face.  She’s even more beautiful than I realized, her smile causes the piercings in her cheeks to dimple and her emerald eyes flash.  I have to find out who she is.

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