About The Art of Serendipity by Karen Anne
Title: The Art of Serendipity
Author: Karen Anne
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Lorelei Parker has her dream job teaching AP English at an elite prep school on the upper east side. Between her love of literature & moderating the school drama club, Lorelei is more than content. But when her star student is caught with drugs and expelled, Lorelei discovers life is about to become as complicated as one of her books.
When a call from his ex-wife alerts him that his son has just been kicked out of the prestigious Astley Academy, Jack Flynn’s quiet life on his ranch in North Carolina is uprooted. Not knowing how to fix Brodie’s shattered senior year, he takes his son under his wing, hoping life on the ranch and some hard work will be a way to reach the son he feels he’s lost.
The last thing Lorelei expected was an email from Jack Flynn asking her advice on how to help his son, Brodie. So begins an email exchange between the two that unlocks a secret, a way to get Brodie back on track, and a budding romance that can only be described as serendipity.
Excerpt from The Art of Serenity by Karen Anne
© 2019
Karen Anne
“Did I really make out with Jeremy last night?”
“Yup.” Megan took a drink from her mug to hide her smile. “That was an image I can’t forget anytime soon.”
“Shit. He’s going to take it the wrong way. I spent so much time trying to show him I wasn’t interested at all, and then I go and do that.”
“Well, are you interested?”
“What? Absolutely not. It was a drunken moment. Honestly, I wouldn’t have minded a little sweet kiss at midnight, but the whole shoving his tongue in my mouth thing…. ugh. Not good.”
“You said last night you pretended he was somebody else. Who did you pretend that he was?”
A man who writes me letters who I’ve never met. I imagine he looks killer in a cowboy hat and knows how to play my body like a freaking musical instrument, making it sing. “Uh… no one in particular, just not Jeremy.” I got up from the couch. “I’m going back to bed. I can’t even think straight yet. Uh… when you talk to Chad, can you…”
“Tell him to squash any hope Jeremy has? On it.”
I blew her a kiss then went back to crash under my covers.
When I woke up, it was past noon. My head still hurt but not nearly as bad as before, and the nausea was thankfully gone. I sat up, reached for my glasses on my nightstand and my phone. I checked my email, happy to see one from Jack.
Dear Lorelei,
I’ll assume you were over served on New Year’s. Gave me a good chuckle though!
-Jack
Over served? What was he talking about? Did we exchange emails last night? I read the previous email, the one he had responded to, and my jaw dropped. It wasn’t the worst thing I could have written, but it definitely had some sexy undertones. And XO… why did I add that? So, I started off my new year making out with a guy I couldn’t stand and sending an ambiguous, flirty message to a man I’d never met. So far this whole “new year new start” thing wasn’t exactly working out for me. I threw my head face first into my pillow and tried to drown.
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About Karen Anne
Karen Anne was writing before she could read. As a toddler, she sat with a book in her hands and made up the stories, eager for the day when she’d find out if it all truly ended in happily ever after. Karen still determines the destiny of other people’s lives, but this time, the characters are her own.
She is a Contemporary Romance author who lives in New York.
Coffee drinker by day, wine enthusiast by night, she loves cats and deeply misses 90’s grunge.
