Alex Rose is a 32-year-old divorced mother of two, looking for a better life for her and her sons. In search of answers, she returns to college to finally get that degree she’s always dreamed of. What she finds is something she wasn’t even looking for.
Mason Brooks is every girl’s dream: 21 years old, tall, with dirty blond hair that curls when it’s wet, sea-blue eyes, and dimples. Hot, sexy…and deliciously naïve and innocent.
Enter a tantalizing world where an average soccer mom utilizes her newfound knowledge of psychology to make life just a little more interesting. Follow along as Alex educates Mason on the art of seducing and pleasing a woman. Take notes as she introduces him to a whole new level of intensity and sexual pleasure. Study the sensual art of tantric sex as Alex creates her own style of silk and lace female dominance.
This little tryst will never survive past college–but Alex is determined to enjoy it the fullest while it lasts.
Book Excerpt:
Chapter 1
The butterflies in my stomach had grown to the size of buzzards tearing apart my insides. My palms were sweaty and my hands were grasping the steering wheel to keep from shaking. The mid July heat was sticky, the humidity on full blast. The music blaring from my car stereo was more of an annoyance than anything else. I hastily smacked the knob turning it off. “This is stupid . . . ,” I muttered to myself.
I turned the next corner into a parking lot full of cars. I had no clue where I was and an even lesser clue as to why I was even here in the first place. “You are so lost,” I said aloud to the empty car. I sat idling, looking for some sort of landmark that would tell me where I was. To my right was a hulking black man with an armload of books walking confidently across the lot. I slowly eased my car up beside him feeling more stalkerish than anything else.
“Excuse me. Can you tell me where student orientation is, please?” The early morning sunlight was blinding me and I couldn’t get a clear view of his face.
“First time on campus?” he said, rather than asked, with a full-hearted chuckle, leaning into my car.
“Yes,” I stuttered in return.
“And you’re lost, right? Well . . .” He stood upright and looked around. “Hell, it’d be quicker to show you.” And with that, he opened my door and climbed into my little car.
***
Fast forward three weeks and I found myself in a similar situation except this time, it was the first day of school…my first day of college and I was scared out of my mind.
I was thirty-two years old, a divorced mother with two sons and a victim of my own making. I had always dreamed of going to college, earning my bachelor’s degree and getting myself out of a stream of dead end jobs. I had finally convinced myself that now was the time to chase after that dream. I knew it was going to be challenging at best, but now that my youngest was in school full time I decided I could do it.
What the hell was I thinking?
So here I was, turning down the wrong way on a one-way street on campus, hearing a wave of horns blasting at me. My eyes searched for a place to turn off safely when my cell phone started ringing.
“Yeah . . .” I hit the speaker button.
“God, I hate the first day of school. Some asshole in a green car is driving down the wrong way on a one-way street. I hate freshman.” Isaac’s deep voice echoed through my car.
“Sorry, that’s me,” I stated with frustration, pulling into a parking lot on the east side of campus.
“Seriously? That’s you?” He laughed. “Figures.”
“Oh, shut up!” I pulled my little car into a vacant spot. “I hate this campus.”
“You’ll get used to it. By next week you’ll know it better than your own backyard.” A car horn blasted twice behind me. “Turn around.”
“Oh, sorry.” I glanced into my rearview mirror and watched him pulled into the spot next to mine. I turned off my car and gathered my backpack and keys.
Isaac was already standing beside my car before I even got my car door shut. “You’re slow.” He smiled.
“No, I’m terrified,” I muttered.
“Here. This will help.” He handed me a travel size bottle of orange juice.
I was parched so I gladly accepted his offer and took a small swig. “Argh.” I almost dropped the bottle. “What is this?”
“Orange juice,” he said innocently.
“What’s in it?”
“Just a little vodka.”
“I think I need some coffee before class,” I laughed, shaking my head slowly.
“This way.” Isaac gestured towards the building across the street.
Isaac was a pre-med student in his fourth year of college. The day of our first meeting he had kindly showed me all around campus, walking me to each of my classes just to ease my anxiety in anticipation of this day. He was in his mid-twenties, also considered an adult returning student, and was hoping to someday become a surgeon. He was an easy-going man who was quick to laugh, easily six-feet-six-inches tall, and he weighted at least three hundred pounds.
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About the Author:
Addison Winters graduated from Indiana University Purdue University Indianapolis with a BS in psychology. She loves music, can be found “dancing” around her house when no one’s home, and is notorious for blowing the speakers out on her car. She’s been known to surprise her children with Jell-O balloon fights and to pull “devious” pranks on her friends. Addison enjoys playing basketball and softball and is proud to be the team captain for the Happy Hooters in the Striking Out Cancer, annual Ladies Softball Tournament. She is also an avid reader and enjoys spending time in her gardens and with her family. She and her husband, Monte, have three children, three puppies, and an oversized cat. They reside in Indiana.
Review:
First off I have to say one look at the cover of this book and it made me want to go back to college as well. Forget about the exams, classes and money it costs. If College would make me smoking like the fine lady in the cover then I am all in! All joking aside I really did enjoy this book and the new life that Alex Rose was making for herself. I loved how she is a strong and empowering women. Sure she has not always been that way, but really are any of us still like the person we were 10, 15, 20 years ago? With age comes wisdom and just because you get married, have children and have your 30th birthday this does not mean that you know it all.
Being a married mom of two who was born in the 70's (yet just turned 23 this year ;-P) there was a lot I could relate to in the book. However, there was still a lot that I knew absolutely nothing about. For instance I am thankful I am not in the dating scene and this book shows clearly how hard it is to be a single mom AND be looking for love. Everyone around you will have an opinion about how your should live your life. Some will think you should put your own needs aside until your kids are gone and others will think you need a partner A.S.A.P. This is a huge reason why I am thankful I could live through these characters and keep my feet planted in my life. What I Learned in College was entertaining from start to finish and I am sooo looking forward to the next book!
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