A Sexy Schoolteacher only wants to find her father... She knows a little about him but never knew him. Will she let a hot coworker derail her plans?
Have you ever wanted something so bad that you couldn't stop thinking about it? Dreaming about it? It's the only thing you wanted. How would you feel if your dream appeared to be unable to be realized? Would you allow yourself to be distracted?
Mindy McKinley's new release, AT LAST is a heartwarming tale of a woman who only wants one thing--family. She has held that dream close to her heart but fate has a way of messing with her plans. You won't be able to put down this book which is both emotional and funny!
Her whole life, Lula Stanley has wanted one thing—to find her father. When her grandmother’s failing health threatens to leave her with no family at all, the quiet literature teacher will stop at nothing to locate the man her mother tried so hard to hide. With her life in a tailspin, she doesn't have time for anything else, especially romance. But after she catches the eye of the hottest teacher at East High, Lula finds it nearly impossible to focus on her family’s past with such an appealing man in her present.
High School history teacher Dominic Adams can get any woman he wants, and has. But a chance encounter with Lula at a jazz club changes everything. Now, he only wants her, and will do whatever it takes to make her his.
As Dominic and Lula grow closer to each other and to solving her family's mystery, it becomes clear that some things are best left in the past. Will the promise of true love give Dominic and Lula a future, or will the truth of her history tear them apart?
“Miss Stanley, could I talk to you for a sec?”
She froze in place. Shit, shit, shit. Not now, she was almost to her office, literally inches from safety.
“Hey,” Dom said easily, striding up to her with his boyish smile, hands in his pockets. Christ, he could not be any more gorgeous.
A delicious current licked up her spine when their eyes met. She tried to stifle it and prayed that her voice would come out normally. “Hey.” So far, so good. “Did you need something?”
He shrugged up his shoulders in an “I’m completely innocent” way, “I just wanted to know what I can do to help.”
She shook her head. “I don’t understand. Help with what?”
“I signed up to help with Literature Club and I thought I should check and see if there is
anything that you need me to do before the first meeting.”
All the blood drained from her face and her eyes flared just slightly. She panicked. What? What? “I’m sorry, you did what?” Her inner bobcat was about to show its face again.
He laughed good-naturedly; it was an annoyingly attractive sound. “I signed up to be your assistant for Literature Club, so that means that you”—he pointed at her—“and me”—he pointed at himself—“are going to be a team.”
No, nononono. He couldn’t ... she wouldn’t. She shook her head quickly and a desperate laugh popped out. “No, you don’t want to do that. Literature Club can be sooo boring. Really, I can do it on my own ... but ... but thank you for offering.”
He captured her gaze and the temperature of the hallway spiked. That devil grin of his spread slowly. “I’m sorry, Miss Stanley”—he put his hands up as if he were out of options— “I’m a man of my word. I signed. For the whole year.”