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464 pages, ebook
First published December 14, 2021





I thought she was cold. Aloof. Kinda stuck up. The more I got to know her, though, the more I realised that she’s not really any of those things. She’s just shy. Some girls are shy and soft; Layla is shy and hard.
“Do you never try anything new?” Luke asks, studying me closely.
I shift uncomfortably. “Not if I can avoid it. Or I spend a few months privately learning in secret, so I’m not embarrassingly bad at it.”
"I overheard twenty different rumours about me. I’d screwed three guys at once. I’d whacked off my maths teacher for a better grade. I had crabs, I had herpes, I was a diagnosed sex addict.” She laughs bitterly.
“I’m, like.” He rubs the back of his head, his mouth twisting. “Sorry. Or whatever. It’s not… it had nothing to do with you, like, as a person. You were just… there. You know? Everyone was doing it.”

Zack adds morosely. “Poor Layla. We romanced her half to death, then dropped her as soon as she got the balls to tell us how she felt.
“i want you. i want to see you happy, and proud, and sad, and tired. i want your low moments, as well as your high ones. i want all of you. i want as much of you as you’ll give me.”
“if you were mine, i’d want you all to myself.”
“it occurred to me,” he says slowly, “that a data set of one is completely useless.”
luke has pulled a paperback out from somewhere and is reading it, completely ignoring the chaos around him.
“he’s all ‘kneel. lick. blow.’ i know you can do whole sentences, mate. you’re well clever.”
“you’re so scary,” zack says into my ear. “where’s the bathroom? i need to jump out the window to get away from you.”
“most of my dates feel a similar urge. breathe deep, it’ll pass.”
“teach zack how to fold a fitted sheet.”
“hey! they’re tricky!” zack protests.