Can a compass lead you to love?
Broken-hearted Ally Couper has had enough with her ridiculous life. Her job at the bank is going nowhere, and her love life might as well be non-existent.
Determined to try something new, Ally becomes absorbed in the world of geocaching. The high-tech driven scavenger hunt introduces her to Seth, and she realizes the game isn’t the only thrilling part.
Ally’s bad luck may finally be changing, until the past threatens to halt her future with Seth. Can they find happiness together, or is love the one cache Ally can’t find?
Excerpt:
My ass was going to be hurting tomorrow. I stared at the hill in front of me, covered in patchy grass and footprints cemented in mud after the week of almost endless rain, and I filled with regret. The only good thing about making my way up to the top, was that going down would be easy. Hell, maybe I’d curl up and roll down. With my luck, I’d crash right into a boulder and cut my damn head open. At least I wouldn’t need to worry about this promotion anymore.
I opted for the yoga pants. Why? Apparently my brain didn’t work. My thighs burned from the hike, and the fabric managed to stick to my skin. I glanced around to be sure no one could see me, and pulled at the crotch, loosening the fabric as best I could. No use. The sweat from my underwear sucked the fabric right back up, and I bet I had a severe case of camel toe. Ally Couper couldn’t be sexier.
Sexy wasn’t a word I used to describe myself much, anyway. I didn’t label myself as a dog, but I sure didn’t fit on the same scale as Jennifer Lawrence. My whole life guys described as “not bad to look at.” Now, if someone explained to me exactly what that meant, that’d be great. I dated a few guys, and even had an ex-fiance, but he could go screw himself and every other girl in town, seeing he already did. I still considered myself somewhat of a catch. Taking into account Josh’s need to hop into bed with anything that moved, thus ending our practically decade-long relationship, perhaps I’m not, who knows.
All I knew, in that moment when the enormous hill rose in front of me, was I planned on climbing that beast. When I got to the top, I intended on beating on my chest like the Hulk or King Kong, because dammit, I deserved to toot my own horn if these thunder thighs managed their way up to the top.
I placed one foot on the upward slope, dug my shoe into the mud and attempted to get a grip on the ground as though by doing so I would catapult myself higher up the hill. Latching my hands around the straps of my backpack, which contained a bottled water and my iPad to take pictures at the top, I pushed forward my first few steps. Even though the temperature reached a comfortable sixty degrees this day in May, the sun beating down on my face brought more exhaustion. I committed myself to this. A failed engagement, a deceased father, and newly dating mother, and not enough credit to stop renting my duplex and buy a house, tied me down way too long. I needed a win. Not a Charlie Sheen win. An Ally Couper win.
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Caching In by Tracy Krimmer is a contemporary romance, released on December 11 2014.
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