Looking for Love Synopsis
Mike Hannigan is looking for
love in all the wrong places. Maybe that’s because having his heart torn to
shreds by who he thought was the perfect girl left some emotional scarring. But
that’s about to change.
Summer Patterson isn’t like anyone Mike’s dated before, and he can’t help but be intrigued by her. Now if only he could keep his foot out of his mouth long enough to win her over. But when a secret involving Summer brings Mike’s past crashing back to the present, he’ll need some backup from his best friend and wingwoman, Mindy, to sort out the mess.
Will Mike find love before he leaves Timberland College for good?
Summer Patterson isn’t like anyone Mike’s dated before, and he can’t help but be intrigued by her. Now if only he could keep his foot out of his mouth long enough to win her over. But when a secret involving Summer brings Mike’s past crashing back to the present, he’ll need some backup from his best friend and wingwoman, Mindy, to sort out the mess.
Will Mike find love before he leaves Timberland College for good?
Excerpt
I’m not
sure I even want to go to lunch anymore, but at 11:45 Mindy practically pushes
me out the door, claiming she and Ben are going to FaceTime and giving me a
very suggestive wink. Now I’m walking to a non-date with a girl I’ll probably
never see naked. Why did I even get up this morning? Oh yeah, Mindy woke me up.
“Hey,”
Summer says, coming from the other direction and arriving at the Student Union
the same time I do. “Good timing.”
Yeah,
we’re very in-snyc. How freakin’ cute and friendly.
I smile and open the door for her. “After you.”
“Thank
you. Such a gentleman,” she says.
The
only thing that could be worse was if she thought I was gay. Oh God! Does she
think I’m gay?
We
walk in awkward silence to the food area. One of the servers is putting out
personalized pizzas, and I spot a garlic and onion pie—my favorite. Maybe I
should get it. It’s not like there’s any hope of making out with Summer after
this non-date.
“Whatever
you do, do not get the pizza,” Summer says, leaning into me and lowering her
voice. “See that guy putting them out? That’s Steve. Let’s just say he isn’t
the most sanitary of employees.”
“Thanks
for the tip. I’ll be sure to avoid whatever food he touches in the future.” I
bypass the pizza station and head for the cheese steaks. “You’re not a vegan or
anything, are you?” I ask, reaching for a wrapped cheese steak.
“Definitely
not,” she says, reaching for a bacon cheeseburger. “The redder the meat the
better.” She winks at me. Not a suggestive wink, though. On her it comes off as
cute, sweet even. Maybe I am gay.
“So,
what do you like to drink? Other than coffee, that is.” She heads to the
smoothie station. I’d love a strawberry-mango smoothie, but that’s not going to
make me look any more masculine and heterosexual in her eyes—or mine—so I take
two steps past her and pour myself a Coke from the soda fountain.
“I’m
a caffeine junky. I blame Mindy.” And Fallon. I have to stop thinking about
her.
“How
long have you known Mindy?” Summer asks, raising her smoothie cup and licking
the bit of pink slushy liquid that’s spilling over the rim.
Lord,
help me. The things I’m imaging her chilled tongue doing to me. I shake my
head, trying to focus on the conversation again. “Um, since freshman year.
We’re seniors now.”
“Me
too. I’m a senior, I mean.” She turns her cup and licks the other side. Damn!
Is she trying to kill me? She has to know she’s doing this, right? “What are
your plans for after graduation?”
My
eyes are locked on her mouth. “I have an internship set up in tongue—in town.”
She
giggles, which completely does me in. “Sorry. My mom tells me I’m still such a
kid sometimes, doing things like licking my cup.”
There was nothing kid-like about the
way she licked that cup. Not. At. All.
Ashelyn Drake Bio
Ashelyn Drake is a New Adult
and Young Adult contemporary romance author. While it’s rare for her not to
have either a book in hand or her fingers flying across a laptop, she also
enjoys spending time with her family. She believes you are never too old to
enjoy a good swing set and there’s never a bad time for some dark chocolate.
She also writes speculative fiction under the name Kelly Hashway. She is
represented by Sarah Negovetich of Corvisiero Literary Agency.a Rafflecopter giveaway
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