Lessons in Gravity
A Study Abroad Novel
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Sexy. Spanish. Rockstar. Trouble.
While studying in Spain for her semester abroad, Maddie hopes to escape the drama surrounding her parents’ divorce while researching Spanish architecture for her thesis. And if she hooks up with hot Madrileños along the way? All the better.
Guitarist Javier is ready to set aside his rock star ways and settle down for good with his gorgeous ex-girlfriend. But after a one night stand with sexy, passionate Maddie blossoms into genuine friendship, he begins to wonder if Maddie might be the forever girl he’s been looking for.
Too bad Maddie believes forever is more fiction than fairy tale. Can Javier prove to her that fairy tales exist? Or is Maddie right to think she doesn’t deserve happily ever after?
A New Adult Standalone Romance
Excerpt from LESSONS IN GRAVITY - Copyright 2016 by Jessica Peterson
I’m about to make fun of Rafa for being such a relentlessly cute cheeseball when a gust of cold air hits me. Skin prickling with goose bumps, I glance toward the entrance hall.
A broad-shouldered guy strides into the discoteca, hands tucked into the pockets of his bomber jacket. The collar is turned up against the cold; the leather is lovingly scarred, distressed in a way a machine couldn’t replicate.
I can’t see his face—he’s looking away from us, searching the other side of the bar—but something about the way he’s built, the dark scuff that covers the square lines of his jaw, catches my wandering eye.
He’s built like a quarterback, deliciously thick about the shoulders and arms and chest. Not huge, just the very right side of athletic. But his chocolate brown hair—cropped close at the sides, a combed swoop of longer hair at the top—along with all that scruff scream hot hipster. His clothes are somewhere in between: dark fitted jeans, tidy suede boots, the hem of a button-down shirt peeking from underneath the bottom of his jacket. It’s like he’s part Madrileño, part rookie NFL player, part hipster country music star.
Who are you, I wonder. What is your story?
And would you like to get naked with me tonight?
He turns his head and our gazes collide. I look, and he looks, and we both keep looking.