Academically Yours (Best Friends Book Club, #1)

by Jennifer Chipman

Dreams. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt like I had any. What was I searching for? What did I want in life? I didn’t know.

I knew, that once I found the right person, I was going to be in it for the long haul. Once I met her, I was going to do whatever it took to keep her in my life, and make sure she knew that I was hers, forever. And she would be mine. Absolutely, unequivocally, mine. I was just waiting for her to walk into my life.

And for some reason, her small smile just did something to me. Because the pure and utter bliss on her face… It stuck with me.

Because at the other end of the room stood the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Not even exaggerating, he was gorgeous. I think my heart skipped a beat. Holy hell, he looked like he could have been a painting.

I had never, in all my years of schooling, ever had a hot-for-teacher moment. And it wasn’t like I was trying to start now, either—but one look at him standing there, and I was mesmerized by his being.

“I’d much prefer to meet the love of my life in more of a… Unique way.”

And when she had asked me how I wanted to meet someone, I almost said it. Just like this.

I couldn’t help but worry because I knew the truth: once you had everything, you could also lose it, just like that. And I didn’t think I could survive losing everything. Not again.

She carried herself as if the very world depended on her light, the warmth of her smile. Maybe it did.

“I’ll always make time for you.” And damn if that statement didn’t make me feel all warm inside.

when he touched me… He set my soul on fire. He filled me with warmth, and happiness, and somehow… a belief that maybe, everything might be okay again. That I could lose myself in him and never let go.

there was this feeling that somehow this was right. Like out of everything in my life, it was him that made sense to my brain.

Because if I let Matthew Harper have my heart, there was no getting it back.

Think it’s supposed to say “his mouth”

hell, maybe I was in heaven? Because the abs on his body were not what you ever expected to see on any professor.

“If we’re doing this—and we are—it’s just us. Noelle and Matthew, not anyone or anything. Okay?”

The timeline for their ages has been all over the place She was 14 when they died originally and he was in his sophomore year of college which should have put him at 19 or 20 but if they’re 8 years apart he would have been 22. But now he’s saying she’s 11 and it’s been 10 years since they died so he should have been 20 at the time which tracks more accurately