Boy meets girl. It’s the way romances usually begin . . . and while we all love a happy ending, it’s the #MeetCute that wins our hearts.
How did you two meet?
The #MeetCute Books each have a unique answer to that query. Some might make you swoon, others might make you giggle . . . and some may make you blush.
Twelve authors. Twelve stand-alone contemporary romance novels. Twelve stories that will make your heart beat a little faster.
Because it’s all about the #MeetCute.
For each #MeetCute Book, we’ll share a couples interview in the style of the “When Harry Met Sally” clips. (Check them out here!)
In WHAT I WASN’T LOOKING FOR Mary and Austin are just looking for a summer fling… but sometimes love finds you when you least expect it.
Austin: Well, the first time she met me, she thought I was so hot, she sold me a bag of ice.
Mary: Pftt… puh-lease. We met at church. He walked right into the middle of mass, and I knew immediately he was out of place.
Austin: Hey! I do go to church, you know. I’m not a heathen or something.
Mary: Fine, you go to church. But you’re not Catholic. None of the Catholics I know have foot fetishes. And they certainly don’t let it show during mass either.
Austin: (smug grin) I do not have a foot fetish. I have a toe fetish.
Mary: (laughing) Oh my word, do you know how disgusting that sounds?
Austin: (leaning forward and cupping a hand to his mouth) Don’t tell her, but the truth is I have a fetish for that sexy red nail polish. And when she starts wiggling those toes . . . (whistles suggestively)
Mary: (rolling her eyes and smacking his arm) Austin Hayworth, we were in church. I cannot believe your mind was in the gutter during mass.
Austin: Listen, babe, I’m no longer talking about church. I’ve moved on. I’m talking about when you wiggle your toes while I’m doing that thing ….
Mary: (blushes and slaps her hand over his mouth with an embarrassed giggle) Austin!
Austin: (shoving her hand away) See that pretty blush on those cheeks? And that laugh. It’s no wonder a simple summer fling stole my heart.
Mary: You didn’t know it stole your heart at the time.
Austin: I knew it. You had me long before I drove away from Simoneaux Bayou after that first week. You were the one who had to be convinced.
Mary: True. I admit it. I fought it a long time, but in the end, there was just no resisting his charms.
Austin: Just remember what I said. I want this to be the longest fling in the history of flings.
Mary: Almost sounds like forever.
Austin: (winking at her before taking her hand in his) Forever just might do.