This is part of the book blog tour for Biggest Flirts by Jennifer Echols, organized by Shane at Itching for Books.
Tia and Will’s lives get flipped upside down when they’re voted Yearbook’s Biggest Flirts in this sassy novel from the author of Endless Summer and The One That I Want.
Tia just wants to have fun. She’s worked hard to earn her reputation as the life of the party, and she’s ready for a carefree senior year of hanging out with friends and hooking up with cute boys. And her first order of business? New guy Will. She can’t get enough of his Midwestern accent and laidback swagger.
As the sparks start to fly, Will wants to get serious. Tia’s seen how caring too much has left her sisters heartbroken, and she isn’t interested in commitment. But pushing Will away drives him into the arms of another girl. Tia tells herself it’s no big deal…until the yearbook elections are announced. Getting voted Biggest Flirts with Will is, well, awkward. They may just be friends, but their chemistry is beginning to jeopardize Will’s new relationship—and causing Tia to reconsider her true feelings. What started as a lighthearted fling is about to get very complicated…
When love takes over, what else is there?
Tia doesn’t want a boyfriend. She wants to be carefree and have a wonderful time hooking up with cute boys. But when Will moves to her town, things change. Will Tia choose to settle down?
At the beginning, I found Tia a little more on the wild side. She seemed carefree and she didn’t really care if she went bare feet on the school ground. It’s refreshing to see a girl who didn’t care to wear makeup. And it’s fun to watch her deliver amazing performances whenever she felt stressful. As I got to know her better, I started to understand why she wanted to guard her heart. I didn’t agree with her reasons but I understood where she was coming from. Personally, I think it’s a good thing that Will showed up and shook up Tia’s life. Without him, I wouldn’t think Tia would consider options beyond her comfort zone.
In comparison, Will seemed a lot more uptight. He took everything seriously and at first, I thought he was way too boring for Tia. But as he opened up and talked about his past (and also his future dreams), I started to see him differently. He was exactly what Tia needed and I loved that he helped her look deeper into her heart and find out what she truly wanted for herself.
Tia’s family might look like a mess in the beginning but as the story unfolded, we got to see what’s really going on. I liked that Tia cared a lot about her family even though she had a tendency to stay in avoidance mode.
Will also had some personal issues that he had to face and I liked that Tia was there to help him out when he thought he had nobody to talk with.
Overall, I enjoyed reading Biggest Flirts.
As a blog tour host today, I thought I’d share an excerpt showcasing Tia and Will.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading it.
Excerpt from Biggest Flirts
By Jennifer Echols
from Chapter Twelve
I stared at the white mansion glowing in the moonlight, trying to puzzle out why Will had brought me here. “What do you mean, what do I know about it?”
“I want to major in architecture in college. My dad says no. He says I have to make sure I’m high up enough in a company that I never get transferred against my will. He wants me to major in business.”
“I can’t picture you as a business major,” I said. “Public Will, the face you show people, yes. Private Will, no. I think you would go a little crazy.”
“That’s what I think too.” He smiled at me in the near darkness. “Do you want to see my super-secret notebook that my parents can never find out about?”
“Sure!” I exclaimed, though I was frightened of what this secret could be. Maybe he was even more of a pirate than I’d imagined. God knew what Private Will had been hiding.
“Here.” He reached in front of my knees and opened the glove compartment—not the first place I’d think of for keeping my own super-secret documents, but to each his and her own. He pulled out a spiral-bound artist’s pad and placed it in my lap.
I opened the cover. On the first page was a careful drawing of an old building in a row of others, part of a historic downtown district like ours, but three story instead of one. The drawing wasn’t fully executed. Trees and bushes and a big dog on the sidewalk were only quick impressions from a pencil. A stylish wash of light strokes colored them in. But the drawing couldn’t truly be called a sketch, either. The lines of the building itself were straight and true, measured and drawn with a ruler.
“Wow,” I said reverently.
“I park in front of buildings and draw them,” he explained.
“Where is this one?” I turned the page to reveal an even more detailed drawing of an exquisite old store.
“Duluth,” he said, looking over my shoulder at the pad. “Most of them are in Duluth.” As I turned the page to an elaborate cathedral, he said, “That’s in St. Paul. I got grounded for that one, because I didn’t tell my parents where I was going or why. They wouldn’t have let me.”
I turned the page.
“I’m probably going to get arrested eventually,” he said. “Someone will think I’m casing the joint.”
I turned another page. There was no end to these gorgeous drawings. Every one of them should have been copied a million times and framed and sold in a tourist shop here in town. They were that pretty.
“I have too much time on my hands, obviously,” he said. “I should get a job.”
I shook my head. “These are beautiful.”
“Thanks.” He said this matter-of-factly, proud of his work but confident enough that he didn’t need my approval.
“You should major in art, not architecture.”
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