I’ve done absolutely nothing productive today – besides bake something incredibly inappropriate – because I’ve had my head stuck in this book for the last 24 hours.

I’m a sucker for chick lit and anything summer/beach related. I know you’re probably shocked.

Do you have an awesome summer love story? Can you please tell it to me? As in right now? In the comments?

Indulge me.

You can even make one up.

I want to be 17 again and frolic on the beach.

Or eat a grilled cheese and watch Dancing with the Stars.

Whichever comes first.