Shameful--prequel to Shameless

By Rebecca J. Clark

This short ebook is a prequel of Rebecca J. Clark's full-length contemporary romance SHAMELESS. It's a stand-alone story that can be read either before or after reading the novel.

Trust your instincts. Unless they're wrong.

Sammy Jo is a good girl and always plays by the rules. Okay, maybe that makes her a little boring. But tonight, she's breaking out of her shell. She sneaks out of her parents' house and crashes a college party with her best friends. When she's stalked by a creepy guy and a gorgeous one rescues her, she thinks she's found the guy of her dreams. But when she wakes up the next day in the hospital with terrifying memories of the night before, she realizes  things aren't always what they seem and instincts aren't always accurate.

• Language: English
• Publisher: River Gate Press
• Release date: Aug 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781501461637

Book preview

Dedication

To some of my partners in crime when I was 18 years old: Joan, Bonnie, Martha, Becky and Drea. We did a lot of crazy & stupid things, but thank God we never did anything TOO crazy & stupid.

SHAMEFUL

January—20 years ago

Sammy Jo Rossi paused at the hedge and prayed her parents weren’t looking out their bedroom window right now. She took off across the yard and sprinted to the end of the street where her best friend’s car was parked. Thank God they were on time, because if Bonnie and Michelle weren’t here yet, she’d have chickened out and gone back home.

She slid into the backseat of the Nissan and slammed the door with shaking hands. She did it. Oh my God, she actually did it.

Yes! Bonnie turned around and high fived her so hard it stung. I can’t believe you actually came.

We thought for sure you’d changed your mind, added Michelle from the passenger seat.

Sammy Jo pressed a fist over her racing heart, then fastened the seat belt across her leather jacket. I almost did. She laughed, giddy yet anxious over sneaking out of her house.

Michelle grinned. Your parents will kill you, you know.

They made a U-turn and headed down the street lined with two-story houses similar in size and style to each other.

Oh, God. I know. Sammy Jo peered back at the disappearing neighborhood where she’d lived her whole quiet, totally boring life. Her stomach clenched like she’d been punched. Oh man, if her parents had any idea... Maybe I shouldn’t have—

Bonnie’s long blond ponytail swung as she turned and punched Michelle in the arm. Bitch! Why’d you say that? We had to talk her into this, remember, and you’re not helping.

Sammy Jo shrugged. No. It’s okay. You’re such a liar. They won’t find out. Besides, I’m eighteen. I can do what I want.

Right, Michelle said with a laugh, rubbing where Bonnie hit her. Yeah, but you’re still under their roof. You won’t be able to do what you want until after you move out, which is why these drastic measures are necessary.

Drastic was right. She’d never done anything like this before. She ran her fingers through her hair, letting it fall across