Title: Memoir in the Making
Author: Adrian J. Smith
Genre: F/F Romance
Release Date: May 1, 2015
The first day of her junior year in college was supposed to go off without a hitch. But when Ainsley Jacobs sat in her memoir class with a professor she’d never had before, her life took an unexpected turn. She couldn’t get her well-dressed professor, Meredith Frenz, out of her head.
Meredith had lived a lonely yet comfortable life for the past fifteen years, and despite flings here and there, she had no desire to jump head first into a relationship, especially one with her student. Despite all her thwarted efforts, Meredith was determined to keep to herself and push Ainsley away.
Forbidden love is often the most attractive.
Subha's Review
This was the first May to December book that I read and I
must say I enjoyed it. There is instant attraction between the two characters
who meet during a class – one is the teacher the other is the student. Both
characters know there is something more there to explore but Meredith has her
career to think of. Meredith came across as a hard working woman who has other
strings to her bow. Her teaching life takes most of her time but she has a very
close friendship with a gay couple, one of whom is very ill. Sam acts as her
sounding board counsels her to be careful with Ainsley – her student.
Ainsley is a head strong young girl who is instantly attracted
to Meredith. Both characters play on the edges of their relationship. It is
only when Meredith’s friend passes away that she seeks solace in Ainsley’s
arms. The sex is hot and steamy but as they endeavour to go forward together
they both face seconds thoughts. The emotions they feel for each other are
strong and the sex is fan worthy. Life’s turmoil’s affect both in ways that
come across as real and heartfelt.
I did find this instant attraction a little predictable and
the obstacles that stood in their way were the same. However, I enjoyed the
journey that this book took me on. So for my first May to December book I give
it 4 stars.
Love has its own agenda weather we like it or not. Love does not see gender or age. It does not care what your occupation is. Love is more powerful than you or me. If there was ever a story to remind us of that fact it is Memoir in the Making. ~ Amazon Customer
I really enjoyed this book, the author did a great job of keeping the reader engaged and wanting to see Meredith and Ainsley's relationship overcome each characters own obstacles and insecurities.~ Amazon Customer
The author did a great job of taking you into the characters heads and showed us that sometimes you just have to have faith.~ Amazon Customer
Meredith stopped short when she saw
Ainsley sitting at one of the benches just before the library. Her heart
skipped a beat, and she made to turn and walk more quickly to the sociology
building. Instead, Ainsley caught her gaze and stared back, her face not giving
away any emotion. Meredith looked at her briefly then closed her eyes and took
in a deep breath. She had fifteen minutes left before the meeting began. What the hell, she thought.
“Ainsley,” she said and sat next to
the young college girl on the bench. Ainsley’s jean-clad thigh brushed against
her own, and heat sank into Meredith’s body. Meredith ignored it and risked a
glance in Ainsley’s direction. “Everything all right? You look like you’ve seen
a ghost.”
“Yeah,” Ainsley said, her voice
cracking on the word. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Yeah,
everything’s fine. Just waiting for my friend.”
“Ah,” Meredith answered. “You know,
junior year was my hardest year, and not because of school work. I sincerely
hope yours goes much better.”
“How did you know it was my junior
year?” Ainsley asked, her brown eyes widening when she turned to look at
Meredith.
“Roster sheet,” Meredith said and
shrugged. “They give us a whole lot of information on our students.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Are you sure you’re okay? There’s a
change from ten minutes ago when I saw you.”
“I’m fine. Promise.” Ainsley rolled
her eyes, and Meredith noticed a blush creeping into her cheeks.
Oh,
Meredith thought, now it makes sense.
I’ll have to watch out for that one. It wasn’t completely out of the blue
for a student to have a crush on her. Meredith straightened her back and looked
around, suddenly glad they were sitting in public where the rest of the world
could see, not that she thought Ainsley would try anything. It was just easier
that way.
They had their food before she said anything.
Adam was shoving his face full of breakfast, and Ainsley was just moving hers
around the plate. She had no idea how to open the conversation, but she better
do it soon otherwise Adam would do it for her.
“I have a problem.”
“What is it?” he stopped eating and
grabbed her hand, his face so serious.
She felt guilty for making him worried
so quickly. Ainsley shook her head. “Not like that. Remember last week when we
were talking about your economics prof?”
“Yeah…”
“Well…I like…I like one of my profs.”
“Ainsley! You scoundrel.”
“It’s not funny,” she said, smiling.
“It’s not just this simple crush either. Or at least, it doesn’t seem to be. I
can’t get her out of my head.”
“Who is it?”
Ainsley narrowed her eyes and looked
around the restaurant, hoping to see a student so she wouldn’t have to tell
him. When no one was there, she leaned in and whispered, “Meredith Frenz.”
“Your Memoir prof?”
“Yeah.”
He whistled and sat back in the booth,
looking at her and shaking his head. “She’s one hard bitch.”
Ainsley pulled a face, tinning her
lips and puffing out her cheeks while narrowing her eyes at him. She knew he’d
say that. The rumors about Meredith Frenz as a professor were not of the
highest quality. Though learning had never been in question; it was her grading
methods and expectations.
“I can’t stop thinking about her.”
“Yeah? Maybe you should…you know…” he
wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Older woman and all.”
“Really? That’s your advice. Go ahead
and do it.”
“Why not?”
“For one she’s my professor. She
affects my grade. Two, she’s my professor! I mean really, I couldn’t.”
“Couldn’t or wouldn’t? I think, in all
honesty, if it’s something you want to pursue long term then try and do it. But
I wouldn’t touch it if this is just a booty call thing. That with profs who
aren’t into it can be very dangerous.”
“Yeah,” Ainsley said and sighed,
finally taking a bite of her hash browns. “I just can’t get her out of my
head.”
Adrian J. Smith, or “AJ” as she is often called, has a generous and soft heart. She loves to rescue stray cats and dogs, as well as those who just escape. Her hoard of animals currently includes two cats, a dog and a fish, but no children as of yet. She’s passionate about LGBT et al rights, women’s rights and children’s rights.
AJ loves to read and write lesbian fiction, simply for the fact that strong women make her swoon and when two are involved her knees turn to jelly and she falls head over heels in love. AJ travels around the United States, and sometimes the world, gathering up stories for her novels. Currently, she lives in the middle of nowhere of the middle of nowhere and is rather difficult to find except on the internet, where she spends a lot of her time.
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