BOOK INFORMATION
By: Jessica Peterson
Released
January 25, 2016
Self-Published
Self-Published
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BOOK SUMMARY
Vivian Bingley has big plans for her
semester abroad in Spain…
Along with her BFF Maddie, Vivian
hopes to indulge her inner Art History nerd by visiting the best museums in the
world. She also wants to tackle more practical concerns—like a less than
stellar GPA in her major, Economics—with the help of a Spanish tutor.
But falling for her studly Spanish
tutor definitely isn’t one of them.
Madrileño Rafa Montoya is the stuff study
abroad dreams are made of: super studly and super smart. He also happens
to be super into Vivian. With his wicked dancing skills and his passion
for the arts, he tempts her to throw caution to the wind and live out her wildest
dreams.
Only problem? Maddie wants Rafa,
too, and Vivian promised herself she’d never settle for second best again…not
after a hookup-gone-awry last semester left her heartbroken. Is it best
for Vivian to protect her heart at all costs? Or is letting Rafa in worth
the risk?
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EXCERPT
SPANISH LESSONS (Study Abroad #1)
Copyright 2016 by Jessica Peterson
Herds of scantily-dressed people, heels clomping against
the cobblestones, filter past us. They
laugh and smoke, and a few couples even put on a show, fondling each other like
they mean it. I look up; the sky has
faded to grey, just light enough to make out wisps of cloud scudding overhead.
Rafa checks his watch.
His skin glows in the soft light.
“It’s almost six.”
He rises, brushing off his jeans.
“We should get going if we want to catch the first Metro.”
I can’t remember the last time I witnessed 6 a.m. on this
Earth. Back on campus, a late night
usually meant 2 or 3 a.m.; we’d always try to schedule our classes so we didn’t
have to wake up before nine. Six was no
man’s land.
I feel badass, frankly, for making it out so late. Everyone else left hours ago.
And still it feels too early for the night to end.
Rafa reaches down and offers me his hand. I take it.
He pulls me up beside him, my leg bumping against his. For a minute our eyes meet. I will never get used to how beautifully blue
his are. They are the K.O. punch, every
time.
I want to kiss him, badly. My heartbeat thrums through my body. Do I take a chance? Or do I let the night end on this heady,
anticipatory, safe note? I already count tonight among my most
favorite nights ever. Why risk a kiss
that could ruin the memory of the wonderful hours I spent in Rafa’s company?
It’s a classic case of damned if you do, damned if you
don’t. I’ll regret not kissing
Rafa. But there’s a chance—a very good
chance—that if I kiss him, I’ll regret that more. Maybe he never wanted to kiss me in the first
place; maybe he pulls away, tries to be nice in a horrifically awkward way.
Maybe the kiss is so wonderful I’ll start falling for him
on the spot. Rafa looks like he would be
a lethal kisser, thorough and patient and intense, all at once.
But Lord knows I need to fall for another unattainable
guy like I need a hole in my head. I’ve
done the sorta-kinda-relationship hookup thing, and I ended up with a broken
heart. I’m terrified of getting hurt
like that again. If I’m going to get
involved with someone, it’s gotta be real, and it’s gotta have forever
potential.
Rafa, with his handsome smile and panty-dropper charm,
doesn’t seem like the forever type.
He offers me a quirk of his lips. He hasn’t let go of my hand. In fact, his fingers, thick and calloused,
slide between mine, locking my palm in place against his. He’s still looking at me, his eyes and his
face soft.
Kiss him.
“So,” he says. We
start to walk, hand in hand, down the street.
“What did you think of your first night in Madrid? Was I a decent guide?”
I blink. I
swallow. I can’t concentrate on anything
but our hands swinging between us. His
touch is gentle and sweet. Around us the
air has finally cooled; my skirt ripples in a slight breeze.
I wish I could capture this moment and squeeze it into a
bottle, uncorking it whenever I want to feel the way I feel right now.
Kiss him.
CAT'S REVIEW
"Spanish Lessons" by Jessica Peterson. What an endearing story! I really liked the characters, the scenery and the storyline. Vivian, a student studying abroad, meets Rafa. I adored Rafa -he's is patient and kind and such a sexy sweetie. While I liked Vivian, at times she did annoy me a bit. However, her annoying tendencies were due to being a good and caring person and not wanting to hurt anyone. Ms. Peterson has written a tale that flows smoothly and is enjoyable and easy to read. Throughout, I found myself smiling and dreaming I was the one in Spain, living Vivian's story. If you enjoy a story that has love and romance, adventure in a foreign country, and characters that are believable, then look no further - don't miss "Spanish Lessons". (Received copy for honest review)
★★★★
AUTHOR INFO
Jessica Peterson began reading romance to escape the decidedly unromantic
awkwardness of her teenage years. Having found solace in the likes of Mr.
Darcy, Jamie Fraser (OMG love the gingers!), and Edward Cullen, it wasn’t long
before she began creating tall, dark and handsome heroes of her own.
She lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband, Mr. Peterson,
and her smelly Goldendoodle Martha Bean.
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