By:
Jodi Lipper
When
Cate arrives at Barnard College, the prestigious women’s school in
Manhattan, she’s trusting, innocent, and maybe a bit too naïve.
But she’s determined to use these four years to figure out who in
the world she’s meant to be. At a school where she’s lectured
not to identify herself by her gender, Cate is shocked by her own
attraction to her very oppositely gendered professor. Alex is sexy
and mysterious, having survived a recent tragedy. In fact, his
presence on campus causes such a stir that soon Cate finds herself
competing for his attentions with both another professor and a girl
who may be her best friend or her worst enemy. But Cate and Alex’s
connection is undeniable. It proves to be stronger than the rumors,
backstabbing, and scandal that soon begin to swirl. But first it must
be tested…
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Jodi
Lipper is the co-author of the bestselling “Hot Chick” book
series (How to Eat Like a Hot Chick, How to Love Like a Hot Chick,
and Live Like a Hot Chick). These inspiring,
girlfriend-to-girlfriend self help books are sold throughout the
world, have been translated into half a dozen languages, and have
been featured on the Tyra Banks Show, Extra!, Good Morning America
Now, and in Jodi’s regular appearances on NBC’s Today Show.
Jodi’s writing has been featured in Time Magazine, Seventeen
Magazine, Cosmopolitan Magazine, Essence, OK Magazine, USA Weekend,
Star Magazine, Women’s Health, In Touch Weekly, the Huffington
Post, Maxim Magazine, Complete Woman, Galtime, Pop Sugar, and many
other print and online publications.
Jodi
is also a prolific ghostwriter who has collaborated with numerous
experts and celebrities on books in a wide variety of genres. Before
becoming a writer, Jodi worked at Atria Books/Simon & Schuster
with #1 New York Times bestselling authors such as Jodi Picoult, Brad
Thor, and Vince Flynn. She lives in Manhattan with her husband and
two young daughters. Fresh Women is her first novel.
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“Good
morning, Professor,” Ani said, leaning over his desk to put down
both papers, hoping that letting him see that she wasn’t wearing
anything under her thin cashmere vest would prevent him from noticing
Cate’s paper being slipped down beneath her own. Alex barely
seemed to notice Ani herself or the paper, which she found both
disappointing and a relief.
“Hello…Ms.
Wright,” he said, cheating a bit by glancing at the top of her
paper. She thought that was kind of cute, but next time she wanted
him to remember her name.
“You
can call me Ani,” she said with her most charming smile as she
tried to catch his eye, but Alex’s gaze stayed straight ahead on
the surface of the shoddy metal desk.
“That’s
such an interesting name. Where does it come from?”
“Hawaii,
actually,” Ani said, thinking about how many times a man had used
this line of conversation to hit on her, but Professor Solano
actually seemed genuinely interested in the name itself rather than
in her. It was cute but somehow annoying that he wasn’t taking
this opportunity to flirt back. She pulled a chair over to the side
of his desk, determined to continue the conversation.
“A
beautiful name from a beautiful place,” he said. “Have you seen
the exhibition of Hawaiian art at the Folk Art museum?” Ani merely
shook her head. “Oh, you must,” he said, looking at her
intently, “I bet you’d find it quite touching, especially as a
native.”
“Me?
Oh, no, I’m a New York girl,” Ani said breezily, “with New
York hippie parents who allegedly got themselves pregnant with me in
Hawaii.” Yuck. Suddenly, she was desperate to change the subject
to anything else. What could be less sexy than talking about her
parents’ sex life? She suddenly remembered seeing Alex around the
neighborhood pushing a baby stroller. “Do you have any kids?”
“Yes,”
he said, and finally he looked at her, his entire face lighting up.
“My son Thomas. He’s one.”
“Oh,
how adorable,” Ani leaned over so that her elbows rested on the
desk not far from the spot where Alex’s hands were lying. “Do
you have any pictures of him with you?”
Alex
patted his pockets as if completely unaware of whether or not they
would contain a photo of his son. “I’m afraid not,” he said,
looking disappointed.
He
must be divorced, Ani
thought as she studied him - wrinkled clothing, a wedding ring on the
right hand for some reason, and no baby pictures. Any good wife
would’ve made sure he at least had a few saved on his phone.
“Well,
I’d love to meet him,” she said boldly, finding Alex’s
helplessness, lack of interest in her, and obvious dedication to his
son each equally irresistible. She leaned forward even more, until
their faces were only inches apart.
“Really?”
He sounded surprised.
“Of
course; I love kids.” Ani saw an opening there and just couldn’t
help but go through it. She put her hands on Alex’s desk maybe a
half inch from his and leaned forward even more. “Sometimes I
think I was born to take care of people.”
Alex
looked at her more intently, as if he was truly seeing her for the
first time. “That’s lovely,” he said, placing one hand gently
on hers. It was an innocent gesture – at least he probably meant
for it to be – and so Ani was surprised that real fireworks
instantly shot through her. Before either one of them could move or
say another word, a group of three students walked in, each of them
simultaneously raising their eyebrows at what they saw. Alex
instantly darted his hand away from Ani’s and back onto his lap,
and Ani got up and wordlessly walked to the back of the room.
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