5 Star Review
I could not get enough of Nick and Natalie!!! Never Got Over You is a story that will warm up your heart and make you smile through and through. I felt this story right to my heart. I can not get over this story.
Nick and Natalie’s story is sweet and hot! But I cannot get over their first encounter. I loved meeting our dream man! Natalie had me laughing so hard my sides were hurting. Nick was a good sport.
Friends!! You have to have this book in your life! Never Get Over You is a sweet and sassy romance, with the right mix of chemistry. S.L. Scott delivers another beautiful story that is all heart. You will melt over Nick and love Natalie hard. This book is EVERYTHING!!!!
Release Date: January 14
The universe shifts, and our stars realign.
I can’t stop thinking about the one who got away. But then I run right into Natalie St. James.
He shoves his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels. “About that date? The offer still stands if you’re up for it.”
Checking my watch, I purse my lips in thought. “I don’t know. I’m coming off a bad date, so that puts a lot of pressure on you to redeem my night. If you don’t, that will be two bad dates in one night. Might be a record.”
“I’m up for the challenge.” I knew he was, but I love that he takes the bait . . . I mean, up to the task. When he looks at me, it’s as if he sees my thoughts, and my cheeks heat in response. Taking a few steps closer, so close that my eyes dip closed as if I’m about to be kissed, he says, “As I see it, we have several options.”
Playing off how bad I just misread that situation—again, I might add, recalling the last rejection from him that I barely survived—I tap my eye as if dust invaded the corner. “Sorry,” I reply, blinking like a crazy person. Lowering my arm, I latch my good eye onto him. “Several options, you say? Do tell.”
He gives me a second full once-over and then rubs the pad of his thumb over his bottom lip as if he’s devising a plan. The intensity of his eyes lands back on me. “We can get a drink at a nearby bar. Or maybe you’re up to hang out at my hotel suite . . . or your place. Whatever you want to do, I’m all yours.”
A smirk splits his lips. “Since Catalina, but that’s old news, and I want to hear about the new you.”
“Natalie in New York versus you in California.”
Undecided on what I want to do, I look down the street one way and then the other, but with him standing so close, his scent has our past trickling back into my memories. I turn back to face him. “I know a place not too far from here. It’s low-key at this hour, but then turns into an after-hours dance club.”
“I prefer low key.”
“Then we have ourselves a date.”
We make it to the corner before he says, “You look good, by the way.”
“Thanks. You aren’t so shabby yourself.” The sound of his laughter is addicting, and don’t get me started on that cute smile. I’d almost forgotten about those dimples.
He playfully knocks his elbow into mine. “Looking on the bright side paid off.”
“You told me that if we look on the bright side, we won’t be strangers the next time we meet. And here we are—not strangers.”
“At the time, it was one of my wiser pieces of free advice.”
“What about now?”
“I’d tell you to get my phone number. Much wiser, but you know, we could reintroduce ourselves and share our numbers just in case one of us goes MIA.”