Light of Day
Harper Teen
November 24, 2015
ISBN-10: 0062303473
ISBN-13: 978-0062303479

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     I reached out to hug him—I couldn’t help it. Not only did he not resist, he pulled me against him. I knew right then that our connection was real, that he must feel close to me, too. My nostrils caught the scent of smoke and musk. I wasn’t going to be the first to let go. I’d been craving his arms around me, and I wouldn’t end it one second before I had to.

     “Gabby…” He took a small step back. He looked down into my face, his eyes questioning.

     Oh my God. He’s going to kiss me.

     Please do it. Please.

     My knees faltered as he bent his head toward me.

When Gabby Perez is almost drugged at a nightclub, she decides to take action. Teaming up with a mysterious stranger known as X, the two go after a gang who is drugging and kidnapping innocent girls off the Miami streets and forcing them into prostitution. As their search deepens, Gabby and X can't ignore their undeniable attraction to each other. Then Gabby discovers the truth about who X really is and the danger that surrounds him. Can their love survive the light of day?




“Readers who like their romance on the gritty side will fall for van Diepen’s steamy thriller.”
— Kirkus Reviews

“Taut with suspense, violence, and sexual tension.”
— Voice of Youth Advocates (VOYA)

“LIGHT OF DAY is a fast moving read, with lots of action related in the sassy, snappy voice of the main character.”
— CM Magazine

“Messages about having confidence in who you are, listening to your heart and your gut, establishing both intimacy and identity are excellent and far from didactic in the fast-paced narrative.”
— Resource Links Magazine

5 Stars
— San Diego Book Review

Mystery Guy

He was watching me from across the club. Magnetic blue eyes, square jaw, steady gaze.

I liked it.

Not that Maria and I were short on male attention tonight. Right now, as we leaned on the bar, we were chatting with a slick guy in his late twenties who’d called us the most beautiful girls in Miami. A little over the top, but Maria was lapping it up.

I still couldn’t believe we’d gotten into the Space, the newest hot spot in South Beach. The club was shaped like a giant, futuristic cube, with black-mirrored walls and two levels packed with people. Lucky for us, Maria’s brother’s friend worked the door and had accepted our fake IDs with a wink.

“Another round for the ladies,” Raul said to the bartender. He wasn’t my type, with the gold chains, chest hair, and fat gold rings. But Maria wasn’t being picky tonight. She’d just been through an awful breakup. Her boyfriend had slept with her cousin—the type of betrayal you’d only hear about on a trashy talk show.

Maria gave me a nudge, and I knew she wanted a few minutes alone with Raul. If I had been brave, I’d have sent a drink over to Blue Eyes, who was sitting by himself near the dance floor. If I were even braver, I’d carry the drink over myself. But I wasn’t brave, so I went to the bathroom instead.

I took my time, checking my appearance in the mirror, the curly black hair, dark eyes, red lips, white teeth, and lingering summer tan. I wore a little white dress with black zebra stripes up the sides. Totally chic, but who was I kidding? No one here would think I was twenty-one. I was three months shy of eighteen, and looked it.

When I left the bathroom, Blue Eyes was outside. He was taller than I’d thought, his broad shoulders blocking the cramped hallway. I wasn’t sure if this was good or creepy, but I was definitely leaning toward good.

“Hey there,” he said.

God, he was cute. Light brown hair. Mesmerizing eyes. A young Channing Tatum except for one thing—you could tell his nose had been broken.

“Hey.” I gave him my best smile. “I’m Gabby.”

He didn’t return the smile. “That guy you’re talking to. He’s dangerous.”

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

“I saw him slip roofies in your drinks. Your friend’s already started drinking hers. You haven’t. I’d keep it that way.”

My jaw dropped. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. He’s gonna want you and your friend to leave with him. I wouldn’t go if I were you.”

“We won’t.” My anger surged. “We know one of the doormen. He’ll throw his ass out of here.” I started to move past him, anxious to get to Maria, but he put up a hand to stop me.

“No. Don’t involve the bouncers, and don’t confront him. You can’t prove anything.”

“I’ll call the police, then. Maybe they can test the drinks.”

He shook his head. “There’s no way they’d do that. Best thing you can do is walk.”

I was about to argue but stopped myself. This guy was on my side. If it hadn’t been for him, I wouldn’t have even known what was happening.

“Okay,” I agreed. “Thanks for telling me.”

A faint smile. “Glad to help.”



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