Lessons in Losing It
Study Abroad Book # 4
By Jessica Peterson
June 2nd, 2017
I swore I’d keep things platonic with the studly soccer player I met in Madrid…until we ended up naked together on his living room floor #Screwed #PunIntended
That’s all soccer star Fred Ohr wants to be with Rachel Collins, the American student he meets at party in his adopted hometown of Madrid. He’s looking for the real deal—someone who’ll stick around Spain for more than a semester—so he resolves to keep her at arm’s length. Even if she is sexy as hell. Smart. And as crazy about sports as he is.
But friends don’t kiss. They don’t do sleepovers. And they definitely don’t get rug burn from having the best sex ever on the living room carpet.
Fred and Rachel’s connection is instant. Intense. He loves to cook breakfast for her. She loves it when he cooks wearing nothing but his glasses.
Only Rachel’s got a dream internship waiting for her back in the states. And Fred is lining up a contract worth millions to stay in Madrid. They’re playing with fire to keep seeing each other like this. But how can they resist when the sex is so great—really, really freaking great—and the fun they have together is even better?
LESSONS IN LOSING IT is a full length, standalone romance.
Lessons in Losing It is the fourth and final book in the Study Abroad Series by Jessica Peterson. It is a complete standalone and each book in the series focuses on a different couple. I was introduced to Fred and Rachel in the third book, Lessons in Letting Go, and I couldn’t wait to read their story!
In this book, Rachel is studying in Madrid, Spain and becomes friends with Laura who is dating Rhys for the Madrid Football (soccer) team. Laura introduces Rachel to Rhys’s teammate Fred and they hit it off. Both have so much in common and they feel a pull towards each other. The problem is that Rachel is leaving to go back home to North Carolina for an internship in Sports Medicine. What will Rachel and Fred do when they cannot resist each other? Will they be able to continue a relationship?
Lessons in Losing it has a smoking story line and I was squirming all over the place, all hot and bothered by sexy Fred!
A definite add to your TBR list!
We head into one of a dozen physiotherapy treatment rooms, where Valentina introduces me to Dr. Jimenez, the club doctor, and Sebastián, the player whose ankle Dr. Jimenez repaired after Seb took a nasty spill a few months back. They let me watch as Dr. Jimenez checks everything out; after, Valentina and Seb put together a list of exercises and stretches, cracking dirty jokes in Spanish as they go.
After that, Valentina and I pore over her schedule in her office—she’s filling me in on what her typical day looks like. It seems she’s got a pretty great work-life balance; she seems to have time for both work and play. She says with two kids and a husband who also works that it’s not easy, and some days are absolute hell. But for the most part, she enjoys her time at the facility and at home. Her job is interesting and challenging. She knows she is part of something bigger, something important.
I don’t know Valentina well, but I can just tell she’s a happy person. It radiates from her. She is patient and kind. She lights up when she talks about her kids, her work, her husband.
This—finding this kind of life—this is what I want. My own version of this kind of contentment. Of balance.
If I could just find the courage to go after it, instead of towing the line and doing what mom wants me to do.
I’m asking Valentina about her post-graduate path when a familiar voice sounds at the door.
“Enjoying yourselves, ladies?”
I start, my pulse leaping as I look up. Fred.
He fills the doorway, leaning a hip against the jamb. He’s still in his practice clothes—black compression tights underneath shorts, a sweatshirt, gloves, cleats covered in grass—sweaty and huge and smiling.
It’s like a bullet straight to the chest. I grab onto the edge of Valentina’s desk, hoping my legs don’t buckle as I meet his eyes. I can smell him from here. Soap, something simple but clean, cut with an edge of sandalwood.
Heaven help me.
I am attracted to Fred. Very, very attracted.
“Hello, Fred,” Valentina says in heavily accented English before switching to Spanish. I am having fun showing Rachel around. I can tell she likes it here.
“Hey,” I manage.
“You came,” he says, his eyes getting all squinty with pleasure.
“This place—it’s pretty incredible, Fred,” I say. “Thank you. Seriously. I can’t thank you enough.”
“My pleasure.” I love his weird little accent, his words flavored with a bit of German, a bit of British, too.
He glances at Valentina. “Are you done with Rachel yet? I don’t want to rush you…”
“She is very much yours now, yes?” Valentina says with a knowing grin. She kisses my cheeks.
Come back anytime, Rachel, she says in Spanish. If you’re interested, we have a formal internship program you can apply to for the spring. It is very competitive, but also a fantastic opportunity. You are always welcome here. Mostly because I’ve never seen Fred smile like that.
Color creeps into Fred’s face as he laughs. Man he’s cute. Hot. Huge. He is all those things, and it is all I can do not to stare.
He tilts his head. “Come on, then, Rachel. There’s something I’d like to show you.”
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Jessica Peterson began reading romance to escape the decidedly unromantic awkwardness of her teenage years. Having found solace in the likes of Mr. Darcy, Jamie Fraser (OMG love the gingers!), and Edward Cullen, it wasn’t long before she began creating tall, dark and handsome heroes of her own.
She lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband, Mr. Peterson, and her smelly Goldendoodle Martha Bean
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