Title: Missed Connections
Sarah spends her nights cruising Craigslist personal ads, dreaming of finding a romantic entry all about her. She knows who she wants, but best friend and regular hookup Jack is not the serious commitment type. Sarah's stung feelings are soothed when she begins an online-only relationship, but there's only so much of Sarah to go around. Torn between the bad boy she can't keep and the sensitive stranger who bares his soul online, her heart and body are in two very different relationships… or are they?
Author: Tamara Mataya
Series: Summer Love
Published by Sourcebooks Casablanca Source: Author
Published: June 7th 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
See the title at Goodreads
Purchase your copy: Amazon
Visit the Author's Website
Visit the Goodreads Series Page
Missed Connections is the name of an online public chat room that gives people an opportunity to reconnect with someone they had a “chance” encounter with. The site is basically for those looking for love without having to actually go out and find it, in my opinion, but eh, it’s still a great concept.
After losing her job as a paralegal, Sarah finds herself bumming it on her BFF’s couch and desperate to find ANY kind of work. Prior to the layoff, Sarah was known to go out and have a good time with her friends. But being unemployed and with little to no cash has her steering clear of the scene. Until her BFF convinces her it’s time to go hang out and watch his twin brother DJ. There’s no denying that there is some kind of chemistry between Sarah and the twin, Jack, but Sarah is looking for more than just a roll in the hay (which is all Jack is “known” for), she’s looking for the forever. But Jack is just too darn cute and hot and…..sigh…
Sarah’s desperation for a job lands her at a hippie spa where she’s constantly being judged for being who she is and NOT one of “them”. One night after a scary incident with her BFF, she finds herself going for it with Jack, convincing herself that it’s just for fun. Yet she still turns to that one person who has peaked her interest on Missed Connections.
Although I liked the banter and cuteness of the Missed Connections scenes, I thought that the real story was with her job situation. You know, finding herself and all that. I think we all know who the person is that’s chatting with Sarah on Missed Connections, so it becomes a little disappointing when she immediately thinks it’s someone else. But again, that makes the story, the story, so I can’t be too upset about that, right? Overall this was a good read and entertaining enough that I’m now curious to see who’s next. I’ll just have to “breath into it”.
Link to Follow Tour: http://www.tastybooktours.com/2016/07/missed-connections-summer-love-1-by.html
Tamara Mataya is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, a librarian, and a musician with synesthesia. Armed with a name tag and a thin veneer of credibility, she takes great delight in recommending books and shushing people. She puts the ‘she’ in TWSS and the B in LGBTQIA+. She’s the co-creator of Pitchmas, a bi-annual pitch contest for writers, and as a freelance editor, has worked with NYT Bestselling authors.
I shake off the heaviness between us, determined to just let it be, and dance my way to the floor. I don’t know what to make of our conversation, but I feel cute, and have a nice buzz, and am out with my bestie and his sexy twin. A goofy smile twists my lips, and I look back at Jack as I shimmy my hips.
The expression on his face nearly stills my feet.
There’s hunger in his gaze.
I turn away and keep dancing, though less happily than before, more aware of every movement I make, knowing his eyes are on me. Breathless. Despite not wanting to take our relationship to the next level, I have to admit, I want his eyes on me. Seeing other women talk to him, look at him, annoys me more than it should. He’s not mine, but they don’t deserve him. So I make my movements a little sexier, and imagine what it would be like if I was going home with him tonight, hating the reasons that can never happen.
I’m so wrapped up in a fantasy of tumbling into Jack’s arms that it seems inevitable when his arms wrap around me from behind. He tugs me close to the curve of his body, and the heat of him is incredible—too incredible for the rational part of me to win. I smile and dance with him for a minute, allowing myself a moment of perfect snatched happiness.
“Girl, you’re making everyone on the dance floor jealous with those moves.” Pete’s voice in my ear shatters the fantasy, and my eyes open, gaze flying straight to Jack—who is still standing where I left him by the wall, unreadable expression on his face as he watches me dance with his twin.
I wish it had been you, Jack.
But it’s better for both of us that it wasn’t.