Today we're excited to spotlight Approximately Yours by Julie Hammerle, plus an excerpt and giveaway!
Meet Julie Hammerle!
Julie Hammerle is the author of The Sound of Us, which will be published by Entangled Teen on June 7, 2016. Before settling down to write "for real," she studied opera, taught Latin, and held her real estate license for one hot minute. Currently, she writes about TV on her blog Hammervision, ropes people into conversations about Game of Thrones, and makes excuses to avoid the gym. Her favorite YA-centric TV shows include 90210 (original spice), Felicity, and Freaks and Geeks. Her iPod reads like a 1997 Lilith Fair set list. She lives in Chicago with her husband, two kids, and a dog. They named the dog Indiana.
Meet Approximately Yours!
And now he’s asked out her cousin, Elda. Elda is a mess at flirting, so when she begs Holly to intervene, she does. Holly helps her flirt with him over text. And then again. And again. Now she’s stuck texting him as her cousin, and Elda is the one going on the date. Holly thought she could settle for just conversation with Danny, but talking with him is some kind of magic. He’s got the perfect comebacks, she makes him laugh, they text until everyone is asleep.
She just can’t ever tell him it’s her he’s really texting.
Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book has hot texts, gingerbread wars, and a slow-burn romance that could melt a Minnesota winter.
“On your marks,” the mayor said. “Get set...Decorate!”
Holly grabbed a gingerbread figure from the ornate Christmas-themed platter in front of her. “You ready for this?” she whispered to Elda.
Hands shaking, Elda picked up her own cookie and placed it carefully in front of her, like it was a baby bird she was trying not to smoosh. “I think so.”
“Just follow my lead. We’ve got this.”
The first round of the gingerbread competition—cookie decorating—was takingplace at the fancy French restaurant in town, Joyeaux Noel. All the contestants had their own round tables, spread throughout the dining room. Last night, Holly had sent a silent prayer to Grandma that her team’s table would be situated far away from Danny Garland’s, but no such luck. He was right next to her and Elda.
Holly’s task for the next hour was to make Danny believe she was a bumbling fool and Elda was the master decorator, all while trying to win the dang thing. Tall order.
Holly snuck a peek at Danny. He was working from a chair with his leg elevated and was loading his piping bag with royal icing. He shot the girls a smile—a gorgeous, happy smile—and a thumbs up. Holly nudged Elda to smile back at him as Holly pursed her lips and stared at her cookie. Her joints had turned to jelly.
She picked up her own piping bag and started dictating the assignment in her mind, trying to force out all thoughts of Danny Garland. First, she snipped off the corner of a plastic bag. Then she stuck a decorating tip through the hole and filled the bag with icing. Each person had to decorate twelve gingerbread humans in a half hour—yes, teams of two had to complete twenty-four cookies.
She handed the bag she’d prepared to Elda, who’d never done it before. Without a second thought, Elda started piping icing onto the cookie in a jagged pattern. Parts of her line were way too thick; parts were too thin. In some spots, the line had been broken. This wasn’t going to work. If Holly left the decorating to Elda, they’d be in last place when all was said and done.
Holly reached past her cousin and pulled Elda’s pitiful cookie toward her. “Damn it!” she said out loud, slapping herself on the forehead.
Danny glanced over at Holly’s outburst, and she held up Elda’s tragically decorated gingerbread person. “I’m hopeless.” She slumped her shoulders and pouted.
“At least you’ve got Elda on your team,” he said.
Holly patted Elda’s shoulder. “Thank goodness.”
She bent over the cookie and started wiping off Elda’s piping work while Elda started another cookie.
“Thank you.” Elda hovered close, talking through her teeth like a ventriloquist.
She gave Holly’s wrist a quick squeeze.
“No problem.” Holly patted Elda’s hand. “Like Danny said, we’re a team. You do what you can. I’ll work as fast as humanly possible.” Holly was going to have to decorate all twenty-four. There was no way around it.
She craned her neck to see Danny’s work. His piping was perfect, and he was already on cookie number two. This was the kid she remembered. This guy was precision personified. Despite the sinking feeling in her gut that she and Elda were going to completely bomb the first round, she couldn’t help smiling. Maybe he was a total fox now, but he was still a gingerbread dork at heart.
By: Julie Hammerle
Release Date: October 2, 2017
One winner will receive a copy of Artificial Sweethearts by Julie Hammerle, Book 2 in the North Pole Minnesota series--all books in the series can be read as standalones. (US only).