title: How to Kiss a Guy (Love Stories #3)
author:  Elizabeth Bernard 
description: Grade 7-9?Naomi Peters, 15, is a brain on the fast track to Harvard prelaw. She hangs out with a group of kids whose parents are successful and expect their children to follow in their footsteps. On a lark, she tries out for the school play, Beauty and the Beast, and gets the lead. She is immediately attracted to the Beast, Dylan Russo, and feels a chemistry between them that she'd only read about in romance novels. Josh, whom she's known for years, has been more of a good friend than a boyfriend. Dylan is from the wrong side of town, rides a Harley Davidson, and encourages her to cut her hair and skip school. Naomi struggles with a new relationship that is meaningful to her, but feels no support from her family, drama teacher, or friends. She must make the decision of how to resolve her two worlds on her own and almost loses Dylan in the process. The story is believable, and Naomi does take control of the situation. She faces Josh with the painful truth, and the ending is happy. This novel will appeal to YAs trying to discover who they are as opposed to who their parents want them to be.?Sandra L. Doggett, Linganore High School, Frederick, MD<BR>Copyright 1995 Reed Business Information, Inc.
zlib_text: > _**“Don’t tell me I have to teach you how to kiss, as well as how to flirt?”
  > she murmured invitingly**_  
  >  About the Author  
  >  _**Books by Susan Napier**_  
  >  Title Page  
  >  **CHAPTER ONE**  
  >  **CHAPTER TWO**  
  >  **CHAPTER THREE**  
  >  **CHAPTER FOUR**  
  >  **CHAPTER FIVE**  
  >  **CHAPTER SIX**  
  >  **CHAPTER SEVEN**  
  >  **CHAPTER EIGHT**  
  >  **CHAPTER NINE**  
  >  Copyright  
  >
  
  _**“Don’t tell me I have to teach you how to kiss, as well as how to flirt?”
  she murmured invitingly**_
  
  Luke was breathing harshly. “What’s to teach? A kiss is just a kiss....”
  
    
  
  She laughed. “Oh, Luke, do you have a _lot_ to learn....”
  
    
  
  Her condescending mockery was smothered by his urgent mouth. His lips slanted
  across hers, his tongue smoothing inside the velvety interior of her mouth,
  sucking at the sweetness he found there. Rosalind’s eyes fluttered shut,
  unable to cope with the sensual overload.
  
    
  
  Finally he broke away. “Well, teacher, I guess you made your point.”
  
    
  
  “Did I?” 