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going to get me straight murdered one day.
The skinhead, who now looked positively murderous himself, removed his hand from my back and placed it on my locker, just above my head. Cocking his head to the side again, he watched me, as if mulling over the best way to skin me alive, and of course, I just stood there, blinking up at him like a fucking dumbass.
Basic bodily functions like speaking, breathing, and running were completely out of my grasp. It was as if I’d been cornered by a coiled rattlesnake. A rattlesnake that just so happened to smell like dryer sheets, cigarettes, and a sweet hint of cologne.
“No,” he said. “I was defending you.”
Too much. It was too intense. I broke eye contact and took a step backward, landing on the backpack I had forgotten was behind me and almost losing my balance. Turning around to pick it up, I took a deep breath and tried to regroup before facing him again. When I did, his ghostly eyes were crinkled at the corners, and his mouth was tipped up just slightly on one side. Fucker. He was actually enjoying watching me squirm.
Smirk still in place, he said, “When I was outside, I heard that little shit telling his buddy about the hard-on he had for ‘the little redhead in the fishnets.’ Couldn’t argue with him there, Punk. I think you gave every guy in that parking lot a semi.”
My face was suddenly on fire. Oh God. I’m blushing! Is this really happening?
He continued, but his smirk had been replaced by something that made my blood run cold. “When he saw that giant motherfucker’s hands on you, he turned into a pissy little bitch.” He spat the last word out through gritted teeth. “Told his buddy you must love taking it up the ass to be wasting your time with that queer.”
Gulp. Breathe. What?
“S-so, so you punched him?”
The zombie-eyed skinhead leaned down toward my ear and didn’t stop until I could feel his hot, venomous breath on my neck. “I. Beat. His. Fucking. Ass.”
My limbs were moving on their own accord. Legs stumbling backward. Hands fumbling with backpack straps. “Um, thanks?” I mumbled, eyes darting everywhere but his. “I, uh, have to go … I’m gonna miss my … thanks again …”
“Knight,” he announced as I turned and sprinted for the double doors. “Thanks, Knight.”
Fuck me.
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Playlist
This playlist is a collection of songs that I either mentioned in Dying for Rain or that I felt illustrated a feeling or a scene from the book. I am grateful to each and every one of the brilliant artists listed below. Their creativity fuels mine.
You can stream the playlist for free on Spotify here.
“Army of Me” by Björk
“Artist and Repertoire” by Envy on the Coast
“Bandito” by Twenty One Pilots
“Black Out Days” by Phantogram
“Champion” by Bishop Briggs
“Champion” by Fall Out Boy
“False God” by Taylor Swift
“Graveyard” by Halsey
“Hallelujah” by Paramore
“I Will Follow You into the Dark” by Death Cab for Cutie
“Jumpsuit” by Twenty One Pilots
“My Cell” by The Lumineers
“Neon Gravestones” by Twenty One Pilots
“Nightmare” by Halsey
“ocean eyes” by Billie Eilish
“Oh No!!!” by grandson
“Prison Sex” by TOOL
“Slip on the Moon” by DREAMCAR
“Start a Riot” by Duckwrth, Shaboozey
“Team” by Lorde
“The Ruler and the Killer” by Kid Cudi
“Weaker Girl” by BANKS
“you should see me in a crown” by Billie Eilish
Books by BB Easton
STAND-ALONE ROMANTIC COMEDY
Hilarious. Honest. Hot as hell.
44 Chapters About 4 Men: A Memoir
THE 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN SPIN-OFF SERIES
Darkly funny. Deeply Emotional. Shockingly sexy.
SKIN (Knight’s backstory, Book 1)
SPEED (Harley’s backstory, Book 2)
STAR (Hans’s backstory, Book 3)
SUIT (Ken’s backstory, Book 4)
THE RAIN TRILOGY
A gritty, suspenseful, dystopian love story.
Praying for Rain
Fighting for Rain
Dying for Rain
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Acknowledgments
If you’re reading this, that means you made it all the way to the end of The Rain Trilogy! Thank you so, so much for taking this journey with me. I’ve never written fiction before. My five previous books are all based on my real life, so this was a challenge of epic proportions. But if you’ve read SUIT, you know that I love nothing more than a good challenge. I learned so much during this process—mostly that writing fiction is hard as hell, but also that I have the best readers in the entire world. You guys show up. Whether I’m writing a sexy, comedic memoir; an angsty, semi-autobiographical New Adult series; or a gritty, dystopian romantic suspense trilogy, you guys are here for it.