Hello, hello! Happy Sunday! It’s time for me to share another snippet from Learning to Love, so get ready…’cause here it comes!
Continuing from where we left off…
He dodged the flying object at the last second, laughing as he closed the door behind him. The box fell to the floor with a thunk, and then the room was blanketed in silence, save for the rapid thrum of her heart.
Rebecca wiped her mouth, horrified by the gob of hummus the tissue collected. She might have noticed she was wearing half her lunch on her face if he hadn’t come in there looking all…older than she expected. He had to be in his late twenties. Maybe even early thirties. Tall, insanely handsome. Soon to be working in very close quarters with her for the next fifteen weeks.
And completely off-limits.
Sighing in frustration, she collected the remains of her lunch and threw it in the fridge, grabbed her whistle, and headed for the gym.
Here’s the blurb:
Rebecca Ledgerwood is a physical education teacher who’s ready to invest some sweat equity into a lasting romance. On a whim, she has her palm read before summer vacation ends, and she’s told she’s an old soul who’ll find happiness with a younger man.
William Whitney leaves an unfulfilling career to pursue teaching and gets placed at Rebecca’s school for his physical education practicum. He’s desperate to make a difference, convinced that the choices he made in the past contributed to his younger sister’s death. Kendal High School is nothing like the prep school he attended as a teenager, but he’s determined to make the most of his time there, especially if it makes Rebecca notice him.
Though they come from vastly different backgrounds, there’s an undeniable chemistry that sparks between the two. They resist, as they must, until his practicum ends, but when he’s offered a teaching position at his former prep school, will he take the easy way out, or fight for what’s right in front of him?
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Well, this week has had its ups and downs. I’m still trying to find my groove at my new school and connect with my students. Some days it feels like I’ve got ’em, and others…Let’s just say, my chocolate consumption has increased ten fold. If my job was easy every day, the good days wouldn’t feel nearly as rewarding. So, yeah. Teachers are sadistic like that. 😉 Enjoy your weekend, my friends, and I wish you a wonderful week ahead, too! 🙂
Award-winning romance author & PE teacher who plays sports, sings, juggles, dances, has a sneaker obsession, & lives on PB! 
Control yourself, woman! You need fifteen weeks of self-control or you’ll end up teaching sex ed!
Haha, isn’t that what we all want?! 😀
One thing about writing romances: it can reveal certain proclivities one might wish to keep private. In answer to your question, then — no, I’ve never wanted my lovemaking to become a Sex Ed demo.
Er . . . that is what you meant, right? 😉 😉
LOL! No comment. 😀
ger to see what happens next.
I’m eager to see what happens next! You have me wondering how this turns out! Hugs to you GF.
That’s music to my ears. 🙂 Hugs back to you, dear friend! Thanks for reading! xo
You’ll find your groove at school, I have no doubt. Enjoy your Sunday.
Cute excerpt. She’s in trouble. LOL.
Thanks, Mamalu!
She’s got trouble, folks. Trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with P! *waits for Mags to come marching in with the next line*
Oh, what a dilemma! Off limits . . . for how long?
Hee! For as long as he’s on his practicum. But my characters tend to be rule-breakers. 😉
Her day certainly isn’t going well, is it? You really give us a clear insight into her feelings – terrific snippet! I want to pat her hand and tell he rit’ll all be ok.
Haha, you go right ahead. I’m sure she could use a little reassurance. 😀 Thanks so much for the kind words, Veronica!
Oh man, lol. Sounds like an ad for an airline: “Wanna get away?” lol
Such sweet torture ahead of her! 🙂
I just left a comment and I don’t see it. 🙁
I love this snippet! Such sweet torture ahead of her. lol
Both your comments are visible now! Speaking of sweet torture…lol. Thanks for your perseverance and your kind words! 🙂
Thank you for the public service announcement. I didn’t realize that you were allowed to up the chocolate intake as stress increased. Man, looking back on the last few months, I could have been mainlining M&Ms and KitKat bars and been completely justified. Hope things balance out for you soon!
Speaking of things that are off limits, I just finished reading an amazing book by Katherine Center, “Things You Save in a Fire.” Rebecca should read it for tips if one look at Will already has her heart having conniptions! You gave us a fantastic description of their first-meeting vibes!
Late twenties or early thirties? A mere whippersnapper, that one! 😉 At least from the perspective of someone in their mid-fifties.
I’m a little distressed by the fact that I’ve always been very prone to wearing my food, an unfortunate tendency which has not improved with age.