Past Tents
(Teachers’ Lounge #4)
by Stacy Travis

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Love isn’t past tense—it’s the future.

Clay Meadows runs a fast mile, but that hasn’t helped him catch the one who got away.

His jam is teaching Shakespeare, coaching track, and camping in the mountains.
The last thing he wants is a scaredy cat art teacher with wild blond hair and devilish charm joining him on the Green Valley High senior retreat.

Or is it?

When his lifelong crush and best friend’s sister is assigned as his co-chaperone, Clay sees an opportunity.
He’ll cure her fear of bugs, bears, and flimsy tents. She’ll fall in love with the wilderness. He won’t fall in love in the process.
Even in close quarters—and a shared tent—Clay vows keep his school crush firmly where it belongs—in the past.
Until she edges open a crack in his heart and allows him to believe she likes what she sees.

Ally Dalbotten is stubbornly self-sufficient and determined to protect her heart from unreliable
men.

She hates camping. And dirt. And wild animals. And the wilderness, for that matter.
The last thing she needs is the gung-ho hottie of the English department revealing his Clark Kent alter-ego and flexing his camping muscles—along with his pecs.

But under the façade of a man who runs from commitment, Ally finds a vulnerable soul with a
secret he’s carried for years.

Ally has a choice—risk that Clay is another guy destined to break her heart…or trust that he’s
the one who will love her forever.

‘Past Tents’ is a full-length contemporary romance and can be read as a standalone. Book #4 in the
Teachers’ Lounge series, Green Valley Chronicles, Penny Reid Book Universe.

My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

Witty had a flair for the dramatic, appropriate since he was the drama teacher, but he sounded like the town crier warning that the sky was falling. Last week, the cafeteria substituted brownies for layer cake, and he made it sound like nuclear winter.

People were still looking at me like an odd specimen, some kind of science experiment egg they were waiting to see hatch in captivity.

Lucy looked around my small rustic kitchen, peeked at all the take- out containers in my fridge, and shook her head. “We need to get you out of the house before you become one with the furniture.”

Don’t be a lonely pot when there’s a lid out there that suits you…

My Review:

This was a fun and breezy read laced with clever wit, well-polished and amusing narratives, and insightful inner musings. This was my second foray into this talented storyteller’s craft, and I am even more impressed with her skills. Stacy Travis has a new acolyte.

About the Author

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Stacy Travis writes charming, spicy romance about bookish, sassy women and the hot alphas who fall for them.

Writing makes her infinitely happy, but that might be the coffee talking.

She’s worked as a journalist, camp counselor, TV writer, SAT tutor, corporate finance researcher, education technology editor, and non-fiction author. When she’s not on a deadline, she’s in running shoes complaining that all roads seem to go uphill. Or on the couch with a margarita. Or fangirling at a soccer game.

She’s never met a dog she didn’t want to hug. And if you have no plans for Thanksgiving, she’ll probably invite you to dinner.

Stacy lives in Los Angeles with her very tall sons and a poorly-trained rescue dog who hoards socks. And she’s serious about the Thanksgiving thing.