UNSUPERVISED
By
S.M. Shade
Release
Date: May 7
My
decision to run from my comfortable upper-class life was an impulsive
one, but I’m determined not to regret it. It’s true I have no
car, have already been fired from my first job, and can’t cook
without starting a fire, but I can do this. Anything is better than
the life I was raised to lead as some successful man’s arm candy.
I’m
adjusting to my new circumstances living with three roommates on
Violent Circle, a neighborhood known for being eccentric at best and
an insanity filled edible trip any other day. On my own for the first
time, I am quickly realizing there’s a lot I need to learn, so
signing up for the adulting club that teaches life skills at college
seems like the perfect solution.
That
is, until I walk into the first meeting and come face to face with my
gorgeous economics teacher. Screw learning how to change a tire or
file your taxes.
There
are much more adult things I want this man to teach me.
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REVIEW:
So it has been no secret that I have been in a reading slump since last September. Being quarantined hasn't been any help at all either. But, getting away from the world and immersed into a book has been just what I needed. Especially a rom-com.
Kelly has traded in her upper-class life, for that of student debt, bills, and rent. Even though she has no job, no money, no car, and may not know how to cook without starting a fire, she is refusing to let that stop her from finding the life that she wants, instead of one that has been arranged for her.
As she is adjusting to her new less than posh life with roommates, in Violent Circle, a place known for being eccentric and insane, she realizes there is a lot she still needs to learn about being on her own, and signs up for an adulting club at her college. But when she comes face to face with the hot economics teacher, learning how to change a tire or file taxes is the last thing she wants him to teach her.
Slumming it is the spin off series to the Violent Circle series. Unsupervised is the first novel, following Kelly, Trey's younger sister, and her following her big brother's foot steps and moving out from under her parents supervision. Young, wild and now free, Kelly is living with three roommates who have taken her into their group, and hilarity and corruption ensues.
Kelly is just learning how to stand on her own, and up for herself. When she is fired from her first job, just starting college, and now car-less the last thing she needs is boy trouble. But when a older teacher catches her eye, she can't get him off her mind.
Layton is teaching Economics at the local college. He is looking for something new. And when a student asks a bizarre introductory question, she leaves a lasting impression on him. But she is his student. And if anything transpired, he would loose his job. So why can't he get her out of his head?
This book has been the first book I have read in one day in a long time. It brought the funny, and even had it's sweet moments. Kelly was such a relatable character. If you are looking for a book that will make you LOL, and swoon, then grab your copy of Unsupervised. 5 stumbling through adulthood ⭐'s out of 5⭐.
EXCERPT
“We needed coffee,” I remark, patting myself on the back at how even my voice comes out when my insides are practically vibrating. I lean back against the wall and my shoulder flips a switch.
A loud, grating, snarling sound startles me, and my arm jerks like I’m trying to fend off a barrage of arrows. All that’s missing is a shield. Although, Mr. Aldrich is the one who really needs the shield. It seems to happen in slow motion, as I’ve noticed most mortifying moments have a tendency to do. My iced coffee flies out of my hand and all I can do is watch in horror as it slams into Mr. Aldrich’s chest. It explodes across his shirt and up into his face in a spectacular fashion.
Panic is a wild animal racing through me. What do I do? The loud growling noise drowns out some of my babble when I apologize while still looking around frantically for the source of the clamor.
Owen reaches over and flips a switch behind me, and the noise stops, just as I realize what it was.
“I’m so sorry! It…startled me. I didn’t know what it was. We’ve never had one of those…” Shit. Anxiety has stolen my word retrieving ability again. “One of those angry sinks.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, there’s a split second of silence. Then laughter. Even Mr. Aldrich—who still has coffee dripping from one eyebrow—can’t help but chuckle.
Still desperate to correct my mistake, I grab a roll of paper towels, tear off a wad and start trying to clean his shirt. “I’m so sorry,” I repeat. “I’ll pay the dry cleaning bill.”
“It’s okay, Ms. Bryant. It’s not a big deal.”
He steps back, trying to get away from my crazy ass as I dab at his clothes. The coffee has dripped down over his waistband and onto his pants. Without a thought in my head, I follow it with the paper towels, until Owen tugs me back by my arm.
“Kel, pretty sure that can get you into trouble.”
Oh god. I was rubbing his crotch. In front of everyone. “Oh!” I drop the towels and step back. “I’m sorry! I wasn’t trying to touch your…” My hand waves at his crotch. “Inappropriate section.”
I regret every decision I’ve ever made in my life that has led to this moment.
A loud, grating, snarling sound startles me, and my arm jerks like I’m trying to fend off a barrage of arrows. All that’s missing is a shield. Although, Mr. Aldrich is the one who really needs the shield. It seems to happen in slow motion, as I’ve noticed most mortifying moments have a tendency to do. My iced coffee flies out of my hand and all I can do is watch in horror as it slams into Mr. Aldrich’s chest. It explodes across his shirt and up into his face in a spectacular fashion.
Panic is a wild animal racing through me. What do I do? The loud growling noise drowns out some of my babble when I apologize while still looking around frantically for the source of the clamor.
Owen reaches over and flips a switch behind me, and the noise stops, just as I realize what it was.
“I’m so sorry! It…startled me. I didn’t know what it was. We’ve never had one of those…” Shit. Anxiety has stolen my word retrieving ability again. “One of those angry sinks.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, there’s a split second of silence. Then laughter. Even Mr. Aldrich—who still has coffee dripping from one eyebrow—can’t help but chuckle.
Still desperate to correct my mistake, I grab a roll of paper towels, tear off a wad and start trying to clean his shirt. “I’m so sorry,” I repeat. “I’ll pay the dry cleaning bill.”
“It’s okay, Ms. Bryant. It’s not a big deal.”
He steps back, trying to get away from my crazy ass as I dab at his clothes. The coffee has dripped down over his waistband and onto his pants. Without a thought in my head, I follow it with the paper towels, until Owen tugs me back by my arm.
“Kel, pretty sure that can get you into trouble.”
Oh god. I was rubbing his crotch. In front of everyone. “Oh!” I drop the towels and step back. “I’m sorry! I wasn’t trying to touch your…” My hand waves at his crotch. “Inappropriate section.”
I regret every decision I’ve ever made in my life that has led to this moment.
Meet S.M.
Shade:
S.M.
Shade is a homeschooling mom hopelessly addicted to Dr. Pepper, love
stories, sunshine, and men with full sexy lips, though not
necessarily in that order. A voracious reader since she sounded out
her first word, she started writing as a teenager and rediscovered
her love of writing as an adult. Originally from Indianapolis, S.M.
now lives in a small Kentucky town with her teenage son.
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