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327 pages, ebook
First published October 3, 2014

"Princes don't exist, happy endings never happen, and love was make believe."
"Let me guess," I said. "You're different from every other guy, searching for the one woman who will complete you. You're considerate, caring, and really want a chance to know who I truly am."
"Not at all," he said… "Definitely not. Dear god no. That's not even close."
"I am one hundered percent screwed up and without a doubt the worst possible man a woman could ever have a relationship with... I've never broken anyone's heart because I don't stick around long enough to create any of those feelings."
"You know that 'Ribbed for her Pleasure' doesn't actually mean she's all taken care of and you don't have to do anything, right?" I asked.
"No one has put anything in my complaint box since I was fifteen. And I can explain that one -- it was just a simple misunderstanding."
"If it could be anyone," he whispered, "it would be you."
"No hand-holding."
"Fuck no! Are you kidding me?"
"No whispering secrets in my ear."
"Unless it's something seedy or morally questionable that will make you blush."
"No getting my jacket for me. Or walking me to my door after."
"Does that stuff really still happen? In this century?"
"Not as much as I wish it did, actually."
"I swear I'll be nothing but rude to you the whole night," he said. "In fact, I might accidentally forget that I brought you and you'll have to find your own way home. You should bring some cab money just in case."
"Carson, we can't."
"Shit." He backed up and adjusted his pants, his clenched jaw expressing everything he was feeling. "Expect me to be inside you about four seconds after you say yes. And don't make any plans for the rest of that week...
...I don't want you to regret anything. So until I'm inside you, you're allowed to change your mind. Even after I'm inside you, you're allowed, although you might have to used small words and lots of hand gestures to get me to focus."

I was done lying to myself. Princes didn’t exist, happy endings never happened, love was all make-believe.Laney Temple is over love. She is over happily ever afters and princes and relationships. She’s been burned too many times and she is done.
“Was that the first time?”
“That I felt girlie about you? I think so.”
“Good. I like you, Lane. But that needs to be the first and last time you get girlie on me, because that would fuck everything up. Know what I mean?”
I nodded.
“Do you ever think us spending time with each other is one big, drawn out lapse of good judgement?”
“All the fucking time,” he muttered, his lips grazing my forehead before he walked away.
“By the way, you’re in charge of making your own coffee from now on. Evidently it touches on some weird emotional erogenous zone for you.”
“You know whats worse than a than a woman giving you a hand job because she feels obligated to?”He’s smart, charitable, tattooed, sexy and a little bit broken to top it off! Those are my favorite type! I loved watching him with Laney. They were fabulous together. Laney was one of those heroines you can’t help but love. The two of them together were fantastic.
“What?”
“Her not giving you a hand job at all.”
What’s worse than falling in love when you don’t want to? Falling in love with someone who can’t love you back.


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"Someday it won't matter what you want. Hopefully someday, with someone, you won't have a choice. She'll come into your life and show you how wrong you've been about everything you've ever known. And you won't stand a chance against her, little brother."
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"I can't wait to see you, I smile like a shithead every time I see it's you calling, I want you to stay over every single night because I sleep better when you're next to me and the next day always seems brighter, better."
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'But what he didn't know was that his heart was pure and beautiful and strong. And all he needed was the right woman to unlock it and set him free...with a kiss.'
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"if you kiss a lot of frogs, all you end up with us sore lips and a bunch of frogs. And if you kiss a lot of princes, hoping at least one of them will stay that way, all you get is a horrific amount of disappointment and even more frogs."



4 STARS
'Princes didn't exist, happy endings never happened, love was all make-believe'
After another painful breakup, Laney finally understands that love is a fairytale. Every guy she meets, she manages to turn into a frog. All she wants now is a life without men. She's not ready for another broken heart.
Carson is completely upfront about what he wants. A warm body in his bed. Not only is Laney's body one of the best, but the rest of her is extremely intriguing. She doesn't want love? Well that's just fine, because he can't give her any.

“You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince.”

“I was done lying to myself. Princes didn’t exist, happy endings never happened, love was all make-believe.”

“He was so far from being the perfect guy, and that was what made him so perfect for me. No expectations, no emotional crap, no frog.”
“I’d been looking for love for the last eight years. And when I finally stopped wanting and believing in it, it found me.”

"...he didn’t know was that his heart was pure and beautiful and strong. And all he needed was the right woman to unlock it and set him free…with a kiss."




He was ten times more wicked than anyone I’d ever dated, the complete opposite of everything I used to look for in a man. Untamed, irreverent, demanding. Exactly what I needed. I wouldn’t fall in fake-love with a guy like this in a million years.
“Do you ever think us spending time with each other is one big, drawn out lapse of good judgment?”
“All the fucking time,” he muttered, his lips grazing my forehead before he walked away.
“If I get you drunk, will you let me take advantage of you?” I teased.
“Alright, that’s it,” he growled. He took the dress box from me, picked me up, plopped my ass on a display of jeans, and nudged my knees apart so he could stand between them. “I tried to be patient. I really did, but this friend thing sucks.”
“Umm…” I took a quick breath when he put his hands on my thighs. “You know we’re in public, right?”
“If I turn around now things are going to escalate, Lane.” I spoke with my eyes closed, my hands clutching the countertop. “So what would you say if I asked you how far you wanted to go with this?”
“I’d say, ‘Why are you asking me questions when you should be fucking me?’”
“Being with you makes me feel like I’m more of a man, because I know without a doubt that I would do whatever it took to protect you.” My voice caught. “So that’s what I’m finally doing. I’m telling you to go away.”
She lifted her head to say one word: “No.”
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“I was done lying to myself. Princes didn’t exist, happy endings never happened, love was all make-believe.”

“I’d been looking for love for the last eight years. And when I finally stopped wanting and believing in it, it found me.”
