Just for the Summer (Part of Your World, #3)

by Abby Jimenez

“A serial killer with a sense of humor, a rescue dog, lifelong friends, and a relationship with his mom?”

“When men stop assaulting women they meet on the internet, we’ll stop creeping on them to make sure they pass the vibe check. And anyway, if he wanted privacy, his account would be private.”

Brad got wings at every restaurant we went to, without fail. He’d get wings at a sushi place if they had them.

She was beautiful. In her picture she was wearing light blue scrubs and her long brown hair was in a braid. She had hazel eyes, a broad grin. She didn’t look like a nurse. She looked like a movie star playing a nurse. She seemed pretty cool too.

“You know, if she’s got the same thing you do, if you guys date each other, you’ll both find your soulmates when you break up.”

Screw it. I opened my phone and started typing a message to Emma16_dilemma.

Me: Sadly, the q-tip thing is true. I have flushed many, many impacted ears. Justin: I’ll never stop. Me: Me either. #qtipsforlife Justin: Lol

I don’t know why, but his deep voice gave me a little flutter in my stomach for some reason.

collections a lot. God, I hate her.” I looked away from her. My relationship with my mother was complicated. It wasn’t complicated for Maddy though, she knew exactly how she felt about it.

Maddy’s moms were my foster parents. They’d wanted to be my real parents, but it just never felt right. I had a mom.

“Who did you take care of at ten?” “My mom.”

“A peanut butter burger,” he said. I made a face. “Was it good?” “It was, actually. It had caramelized onions on it and this grape jelly chutney thing.”

I exited and googled the bridge and hit Images. “I’m looking at the bridge online. There are a lot of engagement photos.” “I see about one proposal a week,” he said. “It’s a very popular spot to pop the question.” “Public proposals are hostage situations,” I said,

They were kind eyes.

easy and grounding about him. I realized I was smiling at my phone. I let out a breath and tightened my robe. Then I turned my camera on too. When my face popped up on the screen, he grinned. “Hey.”

“So,” I said, sliding back onto my bed. “You have a captive audience. You’re on a scenic walking path. Show me your town.”

She was cool. She was really cool. I liked her. This curse-breaking thing was turning out to be way more interesting than I had anticipated.

I pulled my face back. “A date? What happened to George?” “He’s gone, Justin. May God rest his soul.” I blinked at her. “Your boyfriend died?” “He’s dead to me.”

My mother was going to prison.

Right now Emma was my favorite distraction. Honestly, she was the only thing going on that didn’t suck.

“So four dates, one kiss, and a breakup.” “Four dates, one kiss, and a breakup,” she agreed.

Minnesota had never been on our top twenty-five, but Royaume Northwestern was one of the best hospitals in the world.

I closed the lid of the laptop and mumbled it under my breath without looking at her. She leaned in. “What? I couldn’t hear you. I thought for a second there you said Med Surg.” I glanced at her. “I did. It’s Med Surg.” She slapped her hands on her thighs and got up. “NOPE.”