Title: Stupid Girl
Author: Cindy Miles
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Published: May 13th, 2014
Only fools fall in love…
After her senior year of high school leaves behind nothing but heartache, Olivia Beaumont is sure of this: She’s no stupid girl. She sets out for Winston College, promising herself that she will remain focused on her first and only love – astronomy. But all it takes is cocky sophomore Brax Jenkins and an accidental collision with a football, to throw her entire year off course.
A quick-tempered Southie who escaped the inner city streets of Boston to pitch for Winston, Brax is known to play way more fields than just the baseball diamond. So, when his name is drawn to take part in his fraternity’s hazing dare, Brax eagerly accepts the mission to take Olivia’s virginity. But he doesn’t plan on falling hard for the sweet and sassy Texas girl who sees right through his bad-boy persona.
As Olivia and Brax battle their feelings for each other, echoes of the past year begin to surface. A boy who once turned Olivia’s whole world upside down reappears, and “harmless” pranks wreak havoc. Pretty soon the aspiring astronomer is on the verge of revealing her most difficult, heartbreaking secret. All the while, Brax must wrestle with the irrevocable dare, and Olivia struggles against all logic as she does the one thing only a stupid girl would do: fall in love.
“Brax, can we go now?”
Her voice shook a little, even though she tried to steady it. She stood next to me, still as a goddamn statue, waiting for my answer. When I looked down at her, with those wide soft eyes of hers staring back at me, I was reminded of what a douchebag I truly was. What in the hell was I doing with her? What in the goddamn hell? Sweet and innocent, with her little freckled nose, flawless skin and full mouth made for hours of slow kissing. Not fast like the first one I’d taken from her. Christ, I’d thought about nothing else since. That white scar in her lip was fuckin’ sexy as hell. I took advantage of my shades and just stared at her. Innocent, but … not. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about her, something she was hiding. Naïve, maybe a little, but she wasn’t stupid. Far from it. Yet I felt protective over her for some reason, and that shocked the hell out of me. Kenny about lost his goddamn hand, just for touching her hair. It’d made her more than uncomfortable. And it’d scared her. The thought of Kenny or that rich idiot or anyone else bothering her boiled my fuckin’ blood.
That thought made me take one last long look at Gracie Beaumont’s questioning face. I’d introduced her to the guys as Olivia because Gracie was my name for her. I didn’t want anyone else to call her that. Just me. I stared at her through my shades. Her head tilted toward the sun, her skin was the color of honey; healthy and alive. She’d trusted my sorry ass enough to climb on my bike and leave the school. Part of me felt lucky that
she’d given me that trust, because I got the feeling she didn’t hand that out too much. The other part of me, and the larger part? Felt like a bum. A goddamn bastard bum.
But hey—who was I? Who the fuck was I? I’d only just slammed into her the day before. And she’d never know what an unlucky meeting that was. For her, not me. Not until it was too late. So I guess it really didn’t matter what I was doing with her now ’cause I was doing it regardless, bastard that I was. Regrets were a bitch, and I’d worry about them later. I could no more control my selfish streak than I could my Southie mouth. Regrets? Hell yeah, I’d have them. No doubt. But I could tell something about Gracie Beaumont. She was strong. Kick ass strong. And that, for some reason, made my regrets suck a little more. And retreat a little more, to a place far in the back corner of my fucked up mind. But like I said. I’d worry about that later.
Finally, I flashed a slow smile and reached to tighten her chin strap. Her long thick braid rested over her shoulder, and I picked it up. It felt smooth and heavy between my fingers. I pushed it aside, and just as I did the thought of kissing her mindless when we got to the dorm entered my head. That could wait. But not for long. “Sure thing, Gracie.” I straddled my bike. “Hop on.”
First off, I gotta say that I absolutely adored this story. It was sweet, sexy and heartfelt. Miles really knocked it out of the park with this one.
Stupid girl is one of those books that you just don’t see coming. It hits you like a baseball going ninety miles per hour knocking you right out of your socks.
It’s the kind of book that wraps you so thoroughly in its pages that you just refuse to come up for air until the end, all the while worrying that when it does reach its end you’ll be left unsatisfied and wanting more.
It’s funny how the brain works because in real life I’m not attracted to the bad boy novelty but OMG! Put him in a book and it’s my Achilles’ heel. There is just something so unbelievably appealing and just plain sexy about the unattainable, that is too damn hard to resist.
I loved this story! It reminded me a little of Beautiful Disaster mixed with Wait for You, which are two favorites of mine and now Stupid Girl has added itself to that list. Isn’t it awesome when you unexpectedly find a book that you thought would just be another get by story? Entertaining but not really memorable? And when it turns out to be the exact opposite, it’s like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow! This story and the characters clawed their way into my skin. I was unable to break free from the spell of the charming Boston boy, Brax Jenkins. That southie accent was just too sexy, his crude humor and blunt demeanor had me in a trance. I never for once thought I’d find a character like him attractive but oh he was! He thoroughly was! Only fools fall in love, well then smack my ass and call me a dummy because I’m head over heels with this boy. Simply put, he stole my heart.
Wow! Just wow! I loved this freaking story so much. I was up til 3 am reading it. Ladies, there is new book boyfriend high on my list and his name is Braxton Jenkins. He is a cocky, crude humored, Boston boy, baseball player whom I find totally irresistible.
Now I’ll be honest, the story is not super original. It does fall in the cliches of NA -the good girl that just wants to focus on school, the bad boy with a fear of commitment- but it’s well written, and the characters really grab you. I was entertained reading this book and felt comfort rather than disdain at it being somewhat familiar to other stories I’ve read and loved.
Also the book is not filled with borderline erotica sex scenes. The ones it does have are, I believe, essential to the plot and very tastefully written. This story falls right on what NA is about -A young girl who has suffered abuse and betrayal finding her way through college and the misunderstood bad boy finding something worth sacrificing everything for- Love.
On her first day of college, sweet girl Olivia Gracie Beaumont is literally brought down on her back by the school bad boy, manwhore, super charming Brax Jenkins. He knocks into her while playing football with his friends and unrepentantly kisses her straight on the lips (yeah he is that cocky and confident). Now, our girl Gracie is no push over, she kicks him straight on his goodies successfully pushing him off her. That’s my kind of girl!
“You weren’t asleep sweetheart. You were lying there thinking about my charm. And that kiss.”
The story is told from Gracie’s pov but there are about 2 chapters on Brax’s pov which are honestly just a big fat tease. I’m really hoping the author continues this story maybe on his pov or on a sequel. Gracie wants one thing and one thing only, to focus on school and her new job at the observatory. She had a tough senior year thanks to her douchebag ex-boyfriend and getting involved with the rumored manwhore of campus was not a part of her plans.
“I had arrived at my first day of college, got plowed into by the school’s most infamous bad-boy starting pitcher/womanizer/party animal, and that same said crazed bad-boy had kissed me and was now asking me out.”
Brax Jenkins is a force to be reckoned with. He is the tattooed school man whore with a short fuse, and I mean a real short fuse. He gives Travis Maddox a run for his money. His character was interesting, he is handsome but not in your typical pretty boy way. He has quite a few scars marring his face, making him appear rough around the edges. But he has very strange, hypnotic, icy blue eyes that charm the panties off any female. The boy oozes sex appeal, and that southie Boston accent was the icing on the cake. Halfway through the story I was already reading his dialogue mimicking that sexy drawl. It was hilarious! Nice job Miles, you hijacked my brain.
“His accent, even in text, rang heavy in my ears. Strangely enough, it brought a smile to my lips.”
Gracie knows to stand up for herself as well as for others. She doesn’t judge a book by its cover, and she gives Brax the benefit of a doubt, instead of adhering to the rumors circulating about him. However, that doesn’t mean in any way that our heroine is some poor little stupid girl, she is definitely not. She follows her own way and likes to make up her mind about people for herself.
Brax has a secret agenda, of course, but nevertheless he is intrigued and captivated by Gracie, a very different girl that uses the words “swell” and “blouse” in the same sentence.
“You makin fun of my southie, Gracie? I like that. Blouse? Who are you. I love fuckin Lucy?”
What started as nothing more than a Fraternity dare quickly escalates into something deeper for our playboy Brax. He can’t seem to stay way from Gracie, and as hesitant as she liked to be when it comes to Brax, Gracie likes his company a little too much. He is funny, crude and that Boston accent is too darn sexy. Gracie finds herself inclined to share with Brax her secrets, he is more perceptive than she’d like him to be and picks up on every detail of the things she’d prefer to keep hidden. Nevertheless, Brax has his own secrets and demons that plague him. Bouncing from foster home to foster home, with abusive foster parents, finding someone that can love him with all his faults is something he’d never expected.
“You’re different from any girl I’ve ever met. I could tell that from the second I looked down at you on the lawn. And you know what?” He pulled even closer. “Regrets are little bastards, Gracie, and we all have them, only,” he drew closer, his voice quieted, “You wont have them with me.
Their relationship is sweet, exciting and it builds slowly, really allowing you to fall in love with the characters as well as their story. I absolutely adored Gracie, she was sweet and innocent but not frustrating like other heroines. She had a good head on her shoulders and wasn’t easily swayed by others which is an admirable quality for a young girl. Brax, oh my Brax, he was something else, caught me totally by surprise, his southie accent, those mesmerising eyes, the crudeness with which he speaks, that adorable sense of humor and the intensity of his feelings for Gracie made him one irresistible package.
Overall I loved, loved this book. It’s a stand alone so there are no cliffhangers, there is a little bit of a curveball at the end that had me biting my nails but it all turn out well. I will be recommending this book for sure and will be reading it again myself some time in the future whenever cravings of the sexy Brax hit.
Cindy Miles is the best-selling author of twelve novels, one anthology and three short stories. She also writes as Elle Jasper, and grew up on the salt marshes of the Vernon River in Savannah, Georgia.