Heather Alexander

“Internally I marveled at what a blathering idiot I'd become.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“We're the Dark Army Glee Club!"
I pressed my fingers against my throbbing temples hard. "The Dark Army what?"
"Glee Club!" Answered Boil Face. "You know, like the TV show? We love it! That's where we got the idea."
"I even shaved my head to look just like Puck!" Eddie tipped his head down and gestured to the mohawk.
I held up a finger to interrupt him. "First of all, Puck is hot. You look nothing like him. Second, are you friggin' kidding me right now?!”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“He was a gorgeous testament to the male gender, and I was an average looking gal that could bench press a Volkswagen. Nothing good could come of this.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace

“With an easy grin he peered up at me. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to stare slack-jawed into his eyes. They gleamed like freshly polished emeralds, speckled with tiny flecks of gold. They were so pretty. Almost hypnotic...
That's right about the time when I realized he had said something. I missed it because I was too busy gawking at him. Oh, crap! Did he order? Introduce himself? Ask me to marry him? Request a restraining order? I have no idea!
How do I fix this and not come off like a total loser?
"Huh?"
Yeah, no. That wasn't it.”
― Stacey Rourke, Embrace