The third, and final, book of Karly Stratford’s Summer Romances is out!
This one takes place in Seattle. After researching all of the fun things to do in Seattle, I really want to go there! But only after things calm down. Am I right?
Allie just sent another roommate into wedded bliss, and her goal is to stay away from guys. She does not need a man to make her happy, thank you very much.
Max just broke up with the woman he thought he loved. He’s not in the market for a relationship.
Fate, however, has other plans for them both.
She doesn’t need a guy to save her
He doesn’t need a woman to be happy
Both are lying to themselves
He stopped breathing when she opened the door, and his brain refused to work.
Allie Dalton. His friend’s little sister, and the one girl he’d always wanted to go out with, but had never found the courage to ask.
She was staring at him. Was that surprise in her gaze, or irritation?
He should say something.
With her sister in a cast from her toes to her hip, Allie doesn’t expect anything but movies and take-out for the week.
Then Max Ashly—her secret crush from high school—knocks on the door.
Allie just sent yet another roommate off into wedded bliss, and isn’t in the mood for some super-handsome, well-dressed guy to sweep her off her feet.
But this was Max, and she’d always wondered what it would be like to hold his hand…
Can Max and Allie get over their personal issues and seize the day, or will they allow themselves to drift apart once again?
Allie walked with him to the front door. “Thanks for coming over, it was good to see you.”
Max plucked up his courage. “Same. You know, if you want to go see something, I can totally take you.”
She ducked her head. “Thanks, but I think I’ll be here most of the time, looking after Becky. You know how she is, if you leave her alone too long, she’ll do something stupid like try to go down the school stairs on a sled.”
Max laughed. “She broke her collar bone that time, right?”
“Yup. Got her out of a bunch of school work, which wasn’t exactly fair.”
“I remember.” Max smiled. He’d forgotten how funny Allie was, and he wasn’t ready to walk away from her. Hadn’t Virginia just been telling him he needed to find a fun girl? “I’m serious about the offer to go see the sights or whatever.” He reached into his pocket and drew out one of his cards. “The bottom number is my cell. Can I have your number, since Becky might not be the most reliable at the moment?”
“Sure.” She rattled off her number, and he saved it in his phone.
Max stopped in the open door. “It was good to see you.” He willed her to take him up on his offer, but instead she smiled and waved.
“I’ll see you later.”
“So, you’re going to call me?”
“We’ll see.” She smiled as she shut the door.
Max wondered how long he had to wait before it was socially acceptable to call her.