As Maggie Mitchell enters her final semester of college, the last thing she wants is a guy in her life, let alone two of them.
Her new lab partner, Sawyer Reed, is still the overconfident and sexy jock that made fun of her in high school. The only thing that has changed is that he now uses a wheelchair, the result of a skiing accident.
Jude Marino is a hot actor who all the girls want and would do anything to get. He works at a local theater where Maggie has been assigned to complete community services hours after rear-ending a police car.
Both Sawyer and Jude want Maggie but only one of them will be able to capture her heart.
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One more term, I said to myself as I walked through the busy quad on my way to the Geosciences building. One more term and I’ll be a college graduate.
In a way, it was hard for me to believe. It seemed like just yesterday my parents were moving me into the freshman dorm and now I was getting ready to graduate. Before I could walk on stage to receive my diploma, I had one heck of a semester in front of me—one that included an intensive, and highly sought after, research internship in the Paleolimnology lab. I already knew I’d be spending a great deal of my “free” time in the lab but the experience would be worth it.
Dr. Weaver was a world renowned researcher in Paleolimnology and someone I had been dying to work with since my freshman year. Most of the researchers in her lab were doctoral students. She only took two senior undergraduates every term. Spring term, I was one of the lucky two.
I had no idea who the other undergraduate would be but I knew the two of us would be spending a lot of time together. I just hoped it wasn’t Bobby Butler. He was a guy I dated sophomore year. (And I use the term dated loosely.) He hounded me until I was so worn down I could no longer refuse his advances. That’s when he pounced. (And I do mean pounced.) He took me to see a movie. I don’t even remember what it was. Not that I saw much of it. He was so busy trying to get his hand up my shirt and I was so busy pushing his hand back down on his lap that I had no idea what was actually happening on the screen.
When he took me home, and told me what a great time he’d had and how much he wanted to see me again, I realized he was completely clueless. I was foolish for agreeing to go out with the guy. I should have been honest with him and let him know that I really didn’t find his carrot red hair and dough boy physique even remotely attractive. But it wasn’t like guys were beating down the door to go out with me. In fact, he was the only date I had the first semester of my sophomore year. Unfortunately, we were both Ecology and Evolutionary Biology majors and we had a lot of classes together. He always made a point of sitting right next to me in every class that we shared.
Please God, I silently prayed, even though I wasn’t even sure God existed. Please let me share a lab with anyone but Bobby Butler.
As I entered the lab, I was immediately struck by the state-of-the-art technology. I knew Dr. Weaver was the recipient of a number of very large grants but this lab was beyond anything I could have imagined. I could feel my body start to shake with nervous anticipation.