Taken by Tuesday by Catherine Bybee EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Catherine Bybee
- Genre: Military Romance, Contemporary Literature & Fiction
- Publish Date: 12 August 2014
- Size: 3 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
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- Price: Free
Judy pressed the red raid button and hoped she hadn’t
misjudged her opponent in this stupid online game. She only
needed five more valor points to make the next level, and the
battery on her tablet was flashing a 20 percent warning.
“What the hell are you doing?” Meg, her roommate of
four years, stood in skimpy workout shorts and glared from the
“Avoiding!” Damn it, her math was off and the raid failed,
putting her behind for at least half an hour. “Stupid game.”
Meg tossed her gym bag on the floor and moved into the
small kitchen they shared in the off-campus apartment. “You
told me you weren’t joining hell with me because you needed
to study. I walk in . . . and what do I see?
You, on that wasteof-time game and not studying.”
“I needed a break.” Hell was their code word for James
and his boot camp workout at the local gym. James
constructed his workouts in a series of obstacles that worked
every possible muscle in the human body . . . hence the term
hell. It was H. E. double L. when you couldn’t sit in a chair or
on the toilet without cursing James. Yet they went back day
Not today . . . at least for Judy. Her take-home final for
advanced architectural design was kicking her ass. So what
that it was due tomorrow at seven in the morning. Or that
she’d all but told herself she was a fool for adding an
additional major to her senior year. Who cared that she’d
tossed fifteen thousand dollars onto her student loans? So
She buried her head in her hands. “I’m screwed.”
“You’re fine.” Meg kicked the refrigerator door closed, a
cold water bottle clenched in her hand.
“I suck. The design I’m working on doesn’t make any
sense. There’s nothing dynamic about it . . . nothing that says
‘I’m the best structure in the world, build me,’ nothing.”
Meg waved away Judy’s concern. “You’re overthinking it.
Stressed. What you need is a night out and a good lay.”
Judy rolled her eyes. “It’s due tomorrow, Meg, I don’t
have time for a quick anything.” Besides, she’d given up the
quick mean-nothing guys in her junior year. Even the young,
attractive professors seemed less interesting since . . .
Since . . .
“Well, you need to do something to relax,” Meg told her.
“You’re all clogged up.” Meg always said things like that. Her
parents were throwbacks from the late sixties, early seventies.
They had Meg late in life and were completely burnt when
they conceived. Hence, Meg’s free feeling about sex and screw
the establishment agenda. It was amazing she’d made it
through a formal education. Yeah, she was leaving the
University of Washington with a degree in business, but just
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