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217 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 7, 2017






Within two minutes, we have the wine bottle between us and fresh glasses poured after testing it's right.
I don't get that smell-and-sip-thing.
Just chug it from the bottle.
You'll soon know if it's good or bad by whether or not you throw it up.



Life Goal #1: Forget about my best friend’s brother. Because Zeke Elliott is a colossal cockwomble.
"You’re the primary giver of shit in my life.”
Emma Hart



Life Goal #1: Forget about my best friend’s brother. Because Zeke Elliott is a colossal cockwomble.
“Trust me, Carly. You won’t be forgetting this when I’m through with you.”
Now, are you going to shut the hell up?”
“No. As a rule, I don’t shut up. Ever.”
Zeke steps forward, shutting the distance between us in less than three seconds. He lifts his hand to my chin and cups it, dipping his handsome face down close to mine. “That’s fine. I think I’ll prefer it when you’re screaming for more and calling me God.”
"I accidentally had sex with him.”
“Accidentally? What did you do, trip over a rug and just happen to sit your vagina on his cock?”
“I do hate Zeke…Most of the time.” Like when he’s not kissing me.
“So, you like him when he kisses you? Obviously, you more than liked him at least once…”
“You’re being an asshole.”
She snorts. “I’m always an asshole. I’m just saying that maybe your non-date was a real date.”

“And here I thought someone would make a movie out of our love story.”
“I’ll write it for you one day. It’ll be pretty much two hundred pages of ‘asshole’ until we reach the…."

