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In Other Words by Jennifer Woodhull
Release Date: April 30th 2019
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
When a gorgeous cheerleader came sashaying into the undergraduate coding class he was teaching, Dexter assumed she was just another pretty face. He found a lot more than he bargained for in Sinclair. Over the years they became inseparable. He never dared to tell her his true feelings. After all, what could a guy like him offer a girl as perfect as her?
After two years in New York, Sinclair returns to her hometown of Dallas, excited to be reunited with her best friend. The nerdy PhD student she became friends with so many years ago has turned into a hot, successful entrepreneur. The crush she's always had on Dex smolders hotter than ever. When he introduces her to his buddy, Cole, a star ballplayer who happens to also be Dallas' hottest bachelor, she realizes nothing has changed. The secret feelings she's harbored for years have to stay buried if she wants to keep her friend.
When Cole begs Dexter to use the new technology he's just developed to help him on his date with Sinclair, he pushes his feelings aside so the woman he loves can have a shot at happiness. Doing the wrong thing for the right reason, though, just might cost him the one person on earth he can't live without.
With a hunky nerd hero and a kind, clever heroine, In Other Words, is a sweet, sexy friends-to-lovers romance. If you adore a good love triangle, enjoy slow-burn romance, love word nerds, llamas, and satisfying happily-ever-afters, you'll love getting swept up in Sinclair and Dexter's world.
My books always have plenty of heat, lots of heart, and satisfying happily-ever-afters with no cheating and no cliffhangers.
After two years in New York, Sinclair returns to her hometown of Dallas, excited to be reunited with her best friend. The nerdy PhD student she became friends with so many years ago has turned into a hot, successful entrepreneur. The crush she's always had on Dex smolders hotter than ever. When he introduces her to his buddy, Cole, a star ballplayer who happens to also be Dallas' hottest bachelor, she realizes nothing has changed. The secret feelings she's harbored for years have to stay buried if she wants to keep her friend.
When Cole begs Dexter to use the new technology he's just developed to help him on his date with Sinclair, he pushes his feelings aside so the woman he loves can have a shot at happiness. Doing the wrong thing for the right reason, though, just might cost him the one person on earth he can't live without.
With a hunky nerd hero and a kind, clever heroine, In Other Words, is a sweet, sexy friends-to-lovers romance. If you adore a good love triangle, enjoy slow-burn romance, love word nerds, llamas, and satisfying happily-ever-afters, you'll love getting swept up in Sinclair and Dexter's world.
My books always have plenty of heat, lots of heart, and satisfying happily-ever-afters with no cheating and no cliffhangers.
{EXCERPT}
The phrase irritates the crap out of me. I feel like I want to punch him. Not that I’ve ever punched anyone, but that’s what this feels like—like I want to commit violence against my friend for using such a pedestrian description for a creature as indescribably spectacular as Clair.
“I don’t know though, man. She said she’d go out with me, but I’m not really sure she likes me.” Cole shakes his head. “It makes me kinda nervous. Usually, girls love me.” He turns to me and wriggles his eyebrows. “I mean, they really love me. It’s just…I don’t know. She’s different.”
“She is different. She’s intelligent, kind, inquisitive, funny...She’s definitely not like anyone else I know.” My response is a knee-jerk reaction in defense of the woman that holds so much of my heart. I immediately regret it saying these things, though. Idiot. Why are you selling him on how great she is? He already got something I’ll never have—a date with her.
“What sorta stuff should I talk to her about?” He asks.
“What do you usually talk to your dates about?”
“I usually say. ‘Hi. I’m a famous athlete. Also, I’m rich and have a huge cock. Let’s go to your place.’ Then they say okay, and we go to their place and fuck. If they’re good at it, I keep going back, and then we’re basically dating.” He shrugs.
I pull into the driveway and the gate closes behind us. I drop my head to the steering wheel and let out a long, deep breath.
“Cole, let me be clear,” I say carefully. “Clair is my friend. She’s my best friend.”
“I thought I was your best friend.”
“You’re my best male friend. She’s my best friend.”
“So I’m not your best friend? Ouch, bro.”
“You’re in the top two.”
Only two, really, but that’s not really the point.
“That’s not so bad, I guess. Hey, imagine if me and Sinclair got married someday. When you come to visit us, you’d get to see your two best friends at once!” He grins.
I’m dying. Oxygen is no longer getting into my bloodstream and my organs are shutting down. It’s the only explanation I can think of for the hell in which I find myself trapped.
“Again, Cole, let me be crystal clear. Do not treat Clair like some piece of ass. Don’t just sleep with her if you’re not serious about her.” My words are a caution.
He looks at me and his expression is earnest. “I wouldn’t do that, Dexter. I’m not an asshole.”
“I know you’re not an asshole. I just mean…” I blow out a breath and turn to him. “I know sometimes you date women and it’s just for fun. Clair is…she’s really important to me. Please don’t use her if you don’t see her as more than someone to go out with a couple of times, then move on from.” I hold his gaze, and he seems to get that I’m serious.
“Dude…do you like her? Should I not have asked her out—were you going to make a move?” He asks.
The weight of that question hangs in the air for a moment. My heartbeat is so loud, I’m sure any passerby could hear it. The blood courses through my veins with such fervor, I feel as if my arteries will burst.
Should I have made a move?
I don’t think she’d have been remotely interested in changing the dynamic of our relationship, but I was never brave enough to find out. After tonight, I feel, somehow, like I’ll never get the opportunity to know for sure.
“We’re just friends. We’ve always been just friends,” I reply.
It doesn’t answer his question, but the subtle ambiguity of my response is lost on my friend.
“Okay, I was just making sure. Cause, dude,” he shakes his head. “She’s hot as hell. As long as I’m not stepping on your toes…I’m totally going for it.”
AUTHOR BIO:
Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.
A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.
"The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write," she says. "If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it's time to close your tray table, please have patience. I'm just trying to finish one more sentence."
A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.
"The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write," she says. "If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it's time to close your tray table, please have patience. I'm just trying to finish one more sentence."
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