Read An Excerpt From ‘Get Lost With You’ by Sophie Sullivan

A second chance at love, small-town romance that’s all sweet with just a hint of heat from the “queen of sweet romance” (Falon Ballard) Sophie Sullivan.

Intrigued? Well read on to discover the synopsis and an excerpt from Sophie Sullivan’s Get Lost With You, which releases on February 11th 2025.

Jillian Keller took the long route to her best life, but is now happily settled in her hometown of Smile, raising her little girl alone while helping her brother run Get Lost Lodge. A lover of structure and routine, she doesn’t need anyone disrupting her carefully curated life.

After chasing and achieving his culinary dreams, Levi Bright realizes he’s still missing something he can’t find in a big city. Returning home to Smile, he intends to build a different future for himself, including reconnecting with family and friends, and creating elevated comfort food for a town he loves.

When Levi and Jilly run into each other, past feelings that never had a chance to bloom flare between them… but she’s been hurt before, and falling for her older brother’s best friend seems like a recipe for drama. But sometimes, a second chance at love leads you right where you’re meant to be.


Three

Levi Bright had missed a lot of things about Smile, Michigan: the water, the view of the mountains and the Mackinac Bridge, his mom, and even his dad. But what he’d truly missed, more than he’d realized, was the quirkiness of the people who lived here. Unique personalities created one hell of a fun vibe in a small town. Something big cities couldn’t compete with.

He’d already been ready to come home for good when his mom called saying his dad had to have surgery. Nothing major, according to her—routine gallbladder removal—but it was the final push that cemented his decision.

Leaving home at seventeen to attend culinary school in New Hampshire was a huge adventure and he’d had a lot of fun. Freedom, working toward his dream of being a chef—what more could he have asked for?

He’d performed well enough to get some prestigious offers from big-name restaurants in different cities. He’d chosen to settle into the Vermont restaurant scene with a few of his culinary school buddies. What he saw of Burlington, when he wasn’t in the kitchen working his way up, was great. But it wasn’t home.

He stared at the community chalkboard that took up a wall in the back of the General Store, his lips twitching at the messages, some scrawled, some printed with fine precision.

I need a dog sitter this weekend. Tipper has some bladder issues & can’t handle the long car ride. Anyone? Message me: 947-555-0091

 

Forgot my umbrella at the park. If you found it, please return it here. Shelley.

 

Should Beckett propose to Presley in public?

Yes                                                            No

|||| |||| |||| ||||                              Mind your own business

|||| |||| |||| |||                                                                        –Beckett

Beckett, of the chalkboard poll, had been one of his best friends growing up. Levi definitely missed him and his brother Grayson. And of course, Jillian Keller. Their sister. If he was honest with himself, he’d only said yes to pitching in at the reunion last night—their caterer had canceled—in hopes of seeing Jillian.

There was a moment last night where his blood seemed to spark with awareness and he’d thought he caught a glimpse of her, but he didn’t. It wasn’t surprising not to have run into anyone. He’d only been back a few days. He’d gone straight to his parents’, listened to his dad complain about him being “home for no reason,” and crashed in the spare bedroom of their houseboat before agreeing to step in for the cook who’d bailed on the reunion.

Setting the chalk down on the ledge, he went down the next aisle, grabbing some brown rice and whole-grain pasta. His dad would bitch but Levi knew how to make even dull ingredients dance with flavor. They might not see eye to eye, but his dad was getting older and Levi didn’t want tension between them anymore.

Maybe the surgery wasn’t a big deal, but it reminded Levi that no one stuck around forever. He’d gone away, chased his dreams, and learned that joy—and sadness, if he was honest—felt better when shared with people who loved him. His mom’s call and the hint of fear in her voice, regardless of her words saying everything would be okay, were all he needed to get back to the place he’d missed.

With his head down, he double-checked his basket, and rammed straight into something that turned out to be a person with a dozen or so packages of mini cupcakes piled high in their arms.

“I’m so sorry,” he mumbled, even as he hurriedly set his basket down, reaching out to steady the person or, at the very least, maybe the baked goods. His hands covered dainty ones, and little flickers of heat danced over his skin, through his fingertips, and up his arms. The muscles around his heart tightened uncomfortably and he knew, even before the top two packs fell to the floor, who was behind the cupcake tower.

The plastic containers made a loud splat noise on the linoleum—cupcakes down—but all he could see was Jillian Keller. An unexpected fluttery feeling slapped his rib cage and wiggled its way up to his heart as he stared at her, waited for her gaze to move from the mess on the floor to his face.

When it did, the sparks on his skin paled in comparison to the bolt of lightning that hit his gut. Goddamn she’d grown up to be stunning. That wasn’t a surprise, but the way looking at her stole his breath absolutely was.

Because she had very little, if any, makeup on, it was easy to take in her natural beauty: the soft pink of her round cheeks, the shape of her eyes and their striking color, the slope of her cute nose. A gentle blush settled over her face. They’d grown up together, they were friends in the “little-sister-of-my-friends” sort of way. Until she’d turned thirteen to his fifteen. Some sort of switch had flipped that summer, and when he saw her, his palms got sweaty, his words got tangled in his mouth, and his heart acted like it was on speed if she got too close.

Levi had fought the crush hard because of his friendship with Beckett and Gray. But by the time he’d left Smile at seventeen, he’d known if he spent another summer around her, he’d kiss her for sure. Or she would have kissed him. The one time she’d gathered the nerve to try hadn’t ended so well, but the memory still made him smile.

Without thinking about it, one of his hands moved to his chin, where his fingers rubbed over the small scar from that night. They were older and wiser now but she was still off-limits. There were strict “guy rules” about these things: female relatives of buddies were off-limits. Even if, after fifteen years apart, his tongue felt thick, his mouth frozen, just from looking at her. From the way his blood hummed beneath his skin, he didn’t think it was going to be any easier to remember the rules at thirty-one.

Last night, when he thought he saw her, he’d searched a little longer than he should have, but he told himself it was just to catch up and say hi.

His heart thumped in his chest like it was chanting, li-ar, li-ar with its beats.

From Get Lost with You by Sophie Sullivan. Copyright © 2025 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Publishing Group.

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