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She
wants a summer job and a ride to a wedding.
He
wants an assistant and a distraction from the mess his life had become.
They
didn’t know they needed each other.
Avery
Emili needs two grand. Two grand and a plane ticket–her sister is counting on
her to get to Jamaica for her wedding. But the semester is over, and tutoring
college freshman and high school students has dried up until the fall.
Atticus
Grimes needs help–the messy split with his wife left the twenty-eight year old
professor scrambling to keep things together as the semester winds down. Now
he’s got a research grant he has to actually do research for and all he wants
to do is drown himself in a tall bottle of bourbon.
When
Avery sees his ad for an assistant, all she’s thinking is a summer job. But as
they spend time together, in the office and out, both of them begin to realize
something is there. Something that can’t happen–he’s a professor and she’s a
student. And both of them have histories, pasts that won’t let go. Can two
broken people pulled apart by expectations find a way to be whole?
Excerpt:
No
one calls me. Nik used to, but her calls ended months ago. My sister emails me;
the only time my phone rings is when Dane is checking on me. But he's here, so
what the hell?
My
phone rings again, a different number.
I
answer it. "Who is this?"
"I'm
calling about the job you listed on Craigslist."
The
girl's voice is like warm scotch, sliding around me with just the hint of a
bite, and even in the midst of my hangover, I can't help the surge of interest.
Then her words make it through the Jaeger induced fog and I groan.
"I'm
going to kill Dane." I mutter.
"Excuse
me?" She sounds startled and a little amused, and I flush.
"Look,
sweetheart, my roommate is being a dick. I'm sorry."
"You
don't need a research assistant? Because I'm actually really good at this and I
have better qualifications than most people."
Her
voice. God, it's too early—that has to be part of the reason I'm getting
aroused just listening to her talk. "What kind of qualifications?"
"I'm
a double major—history, with a specialty in ancient civilizations, and
secondary education. I planned on spending the summer researching graduate
schools."
"You
should stick with that," I advise.
"Can't.
And I don't really want to spend the summer waiting tables—although I
will."
There's
something about her voice that makes me think she's telling the truth. And it
tells me something about her: she's serious. There's a work ethic I don't often
see in undergraduates, and it makes me pause.
"I'm
sorry," she says, sounding frazzled—I can hear a male voice in the
background—and music and laughter. "You said it's not really a position.
I'll let you go. Get back to your morning."
"Wait,"
I say, startling both of us into silence. What the hell am I doing? "How
about you meet me, and we'll talk. It can't hurt, right?"
She
hesitates, and then, "Look, I'm not trying to do a job that doesn't exist.
I appreciate it, though."
"Coffee.
Please. Just to talk about it."
"Ok,"
she says, reluctance clear in her tone. "Hill of Beans at five?"
I
nod. "I'll see you then."
We
hang up, and I stare at my phone. What the hell am I doing?
Nazarea
Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She
loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as
much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband,
daughters, and overgrown dog.
Twitter:
www.twitter.com/NazareaAndrews
This
Love Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17706171-this-love
Website
www.nazareaandrews.com
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