Summer Love in the Country (Summer Instalove)

about Joanna? She might be the only girl out there surrounded by sexy farm boys.”

I could feel myself blushing just from the thought of it. Small town boys had always seemed

sweeter, somehow. I liked thinking about a sexy man just like everyone else, but I was also

hoping to someday find a guy who was truly sweet and thoughtful.

“They might be hunks,” Becca said, flashing me a grin. “Big burly men who are going to

show you all about the countryside.”

“Maybe she’ll get to ride on a tractor, or even more,” Kim said, raising her eyebrows

saucily.

“Come on guys, don’t make me more nervous than I already am,” I begged.

“You’re going to be fine,” Becca said, patting my hand across the table. “And we’ll only be a

phone call away.”

“Unless they have no cell service out there, in which case, you’re totally doomed,” Laura

giggled.

Shaking my head, I looked around the table. My four best friends were always here for me.

Always ready with advice, or a sympathetic ear, or ready to kick my butt when I was

getting down on myself.

Thank goodness we’d all found each other. The rest of the students in our university classes

were only interested in partying. We all wanted to get a good education, and eventually,

great careers. So what if that made us a little nerdy. We were also driven, even if we

tended to be a bit quiet. That’s why we didn’t bother dating in school – it seemed a waste

of time. Well, that and the guys were mostly pigs.

“It’s going to be weird not seeing everyone together for several weeks,” I said.

Everyone nodded, staring down into their drinks. Our Thursdays at Julian’s Pub had been

our ritual all through university, and the few months since we graduated. Now that we were

all twenty-one and trying to figure out our lives, we stuck together more than ever.

Having this regular night where at least three of the five of us would be at this round table

kept us all relatively sane. This was the spot where problems were solved, emotions were

vented, and important plans were hashed out.

We’d been sitting at this very table the week after New Year’s when we realized we all had

to do something interesting for our summer vacations. We all began planning, calling in