There are no mulligans in love.
Drew’s life just got a whole lot harder. Her relationships are falling apart, her little sister is failing math, and her parents are leaving for Florida to take care of Grandpa. Now not only does she have to play surrogate parent, study to graduate from her last semester of college, and deal with the looming threat of full-on adulthood, she has to do it all while running the family’s mini-golf course by herself. Even the upbeat Drew is starting to feel like she just drove her ball down the unfairway.
Her luck takes a turn when she meets Weston, the snarky geometry teacher. He’s smart, capable, dependable, and handsome—a real hole in one. But even Weston has a few hazards of his own. Now Drew will have to decide whether his secret is the wedge that drives them apart, or pushes them together.
“Need some help with that?”
With a smirk, I lower my head to line up my shot. “No thanks, I’ve been eavesdropping on your inspirational speeches so I think I can handle it. You make me want to be a better player both on the green and off,” I tease, “maybe you should write a self-help book.”
He just grins and shakes his head. “I think I’ll leave the writing up to your dad. I’d be happy to help you with your form though.”
My head remains down but I lift my eyes so I can see him watching me. “My form? What’s wrong with my form?”
“From where I’m standing, I can’t find a single flaw. But in the interest of being thorough, I should probably take a closer look just to be sure.” Weston places his hands on mine and wraps around me as we both grip the putter. Standing so close our bodies melt together, my mouth starts to go dry. My heart is pounding wildly, tapping out a steady and thunderous drum beat.
“And now?” I ask, feeling breathy and weak.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers into my ear and I can feel the last remaining bit of air squeezing from my chest.
About the Author:
Crystal Donahue has been fortunate to live all over the US, including Arizona, Hawaii, and Georgia but she currently resides near the Iowa/Illinois border with her tornado obsessed son and their mischievous cat, Brownie. She is a procrastinator of epic proportions, finds humor in almost everything, loves sarcasm and loathes washing dishes.
A 2004 graduate of Western Illinois University, Crystal has held several unique jobs including driving a Zamboni and being a relay operator for the hearing and speech impaired. While working as a claims adjuster she realized life is too short not to do something that makes you happy, so she quit her job to become a nurse. Between work and raising her son she somehow manages to find time to write too, usually to the detriment of her social life. Fortunately her friends and family are amazing so it isn’t much of an issue…yet.
Hmm. Something unique…When I was little I wanted to grow up to be an Egyptologist. Hieroglyphics and ancient cultures fascinate me. In junior high I wrote a short story about a female Egyptologist that gets trapped inside a pyramid and fights for survival. I hope to someday find the time to turn it into a full length novel. And of course, going to visit the Egyptian pyramids is on my bucket list!