Klappentext:
When physics grad student Fielding Monroe and skirt-chaser and football
player Mick Colman become college housemates, they’re both in for a
whole new education. Mick looks out for the absent-minded genius, and he
helps Fielding clean up his appearance and discover all the silly
pleasures his strict upbringing as a child prodigy denied him. They
become best friends.
It’s all well and good until they run into a cheerleader who calls
Mick the ‘best kisser on campus.’ Fielding has never been kissed, and he
decides Mick and only Mick can teach him how it’s done. After all, the
physics department’s Christmas party is coming up with its dreaded
mistletoe. Fielding wants to impress his peers and look cool for once in
his life. The thing about Fielding is, once he locks onto an idea, it’s
almost impossible to get him to change his mind. And he just doesn't
understand why his straight best friend would have a problem providing a
little demonstration.
Mick knows kissing is a dangerous game. If he gives in, it would
take a miracle for the thing not to turn into a disaster. Then again, if
the kissing lessons get out of hand they can always blame it on the
mistletoe.
Und wieder eine Rezension für ganz Faule. Nun ja, hier haben wir ein Buch/E-Book, das ich wirklich gerne gelesen habe. Wohl weil es fast schon unschuldig war. Und cutiepie, wie ich gerne sage, schön zu lesen. Und alles. Nur das Ende war dann doch zu viel des Guten. Aber ansonsten - eindeutig ein Däumchen hoch!
