Today I am so pleased to welcome Saxon James to Joyfully Jay. Saxon has come to talk to us about her latest audiobook release, Frat Wars. She has also brought along a great giveaway. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!
I check the room before I creep inside, but it’s empty, and I try not to let that get to me. It’s probably too much to hope that he’d be here waiting.
I’m not above sneaking through the house. If they have people watching the doors, then there probably won’t be anyone inside hanging around, and if they are, I’ll claim King of Thieves and be thrown out. Easy.
I just hope with that option, Bailey doesn’t hear about it and realize I was creeping after him.
I crack the door to the hallway and hesitate, trying to decide which way to go, when I hear his voice in the kitchen up ahead.
“… use the bathroom.”
My footsteps are quiet as I creep along the hall, and when he ducks into the bathroom without seeing me, I jog the final few steps. The door is already locked.
I’m antsy as I wait, prepared to make excuses if anyone else walks down here. The toilet flushes, the water sounds like he’s washing his hands, and a few seconds after, it shuts off.
Come on come on come on.
The lock clicks, and he opens the door.
Bailey starts in surprise. “What are you—”
I push him back inside, slide through the gap, and quickly close and lock the door behind us.
He looks amused, which is a good sign, right? “Chad.”
“Fancy running into you here.”
“The bathroom in my own house that you’ve obviously had to sneak into? It does seem like an unlikely coincidence.”
“A good one though, right?” I clarify.
“Whether you’re here to maul me.”
“And if I was, would we call that good or bad?”
He dodges the question. “I thought we agreed to call this off.”
I step closer. “Yeah, I’m not known for making smart choices, so we can’t rely on my judgment.”
“Yours is … misguided. I get your reasons, but no one has to know.”
He catches his bottom lip with his teeth, and fuck it’s adorable.
“Come on, Bailey.” My voice drops.
He crosses his arms and leans his hip against the counter. “What happened to that girl you were dancing with?”
“Who the fuck knows. I couldn’t even tell you who it was. I was too busy watching you.”
“And the one you hooked up with last weekend?”
It’s my turn to cross my arms. “How do you know about that?”
“I have eyes, and you’re avoiding the question.”
“Shit …” I drag a hand back through my hair, tired of playing games. “Not avoiding, just embarrassed. I’ve kissed a few people since us, trying to make things happen, but … I can’t …”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Bailey closes the distance between us. “Why?”
“What is it about me that makes me any different to all the other people you hook up with?”
“Ah …” How the hell do I answer that? “I … well, I really like you.”
His lips purse, like he’s not happy with that answer, so I keep talking.
“It’s too hard to put my finger on it. We don’t know each other very well, and yeah, I think you’re hot, but I also like talking to you. It makes me all nervous and excited, and I’ve missed not having that.”
Bailey takes a long breath. “I’ve missed it too.”
“So can we please, please talk again?”
I heave a sigh of relief, and before I can stop myself, I reach up and trace his pouty lips. “I promised myself I wouldn’t do this.”
His lips twitch beneath my fingers. “Why is that?”
“Because now I’m struggling to stop.”
Narrated by Iggy Toma & Alexander Cendese
Frat Wars, Book 1
We’re basically Romeo and Juliet. But dudes. And without all the dying.
Being VP of Sigma Beta Psi is wild. I get all the benefits of being in charge with hardly any of the responsibility.
Parties, pranks, and frat politics—college life has never been sweeter.
Until I meet Bailey Prince.
He has the face of a goddamn angel. I don’t know where he came from or why I’m so obsessed.
But I do know he’s a Kappa.
And our houses have a rivalry that’s written into legend.
At Rho Kappa Tau, I’m a legacy.
It’s a lot of pressure, but I’ve always been responsible, never had that rebellious need to rock the boat, and I like it that way.
But after a party at Sigma—the jock frat—I meet Chad Doomsen, and for the first time in my life I want to step outside my square.
Our houses have always had a rivalry, but some of the guys seem to hate Chad specifically, and I don’t know why.
He’s surprisingly sweet and kind. At least to me.
I need to stay away. A relationship with Chad would be betraying the very legacy that brought me here.
But I can’t help myself. And it seems, neither can he.
Frat Wars is a romance between MCs from rival houses. It has friendly competitions, no hazing, and a swoony romance kept secret.
Saxon James is an author from Aus who’s obsessed with writing queer characters.
She has a range of books from YA to adult and they all have one thing in common: swoony, sweet love.
When not writing, Saxon exists on a diet of coffee and chocolate while putting her KU subscription to the test.
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