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288 pages, ebook
First published October 14, 2018
“Why are you chasing after a green card?”But Zane's time was running out, with only a very short time remaining to find the perfect Miss Right and seal the deal.
“I’m not.”
“Let me rephrase. Why the deadline to marry?”
“A deadline to fall in love and marry. If I’m not 100 percent head over heels, I will go back and stay back. But I’m just . . . determined to be head over heels.”




I found ‘How to Start a Bromance in 13 Steps’ on WikiHow, and this other awesome blog full of questions to deepen our knowledge of each other.”
We are all fools in love
~Jane Austen
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
~Shakespeare
"How about I tell her you have a boyfriend? A boyfriend who, although he claims he's okay with you dating others, really isn't, but doesn't know how to say that because you guys just met, and deep down he is so broken that he doesn't know if he can risk loving again. But regardless, this boyfriend is jealous as fuck that you have a date tonight or any night."
An unexpected nervous laugh left him. "English professors. You sure know how to whip up some convincing backstory. You'd do that for me?"
Zane: Oh, God. Save me.
Becky: Save you?
Zane: She's trying to make me come. In the middle of the restaurant.
Becky: Are you close?
Zane: Not even remotely. Her heel strangled one of my balls and I'm hiding in the bathroom.
Becky: I meant the restaurant. But thanks for the visual.
"Being with you makes marrying Luke seem like the biggest mistake of my life. I f-feel stupid that I thought what he and I had was ... I didn't know a thing."
"Becky, Beckett, are you saying you love me?"



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"Beckett."
"You're a man."
His lips played on a smile. "You're an observational wizard."
"It's a bar where we professors drink Pinot Noir and pontificate on the pleasures of punning."
"Um...."
"It's a pretentious penis party."
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Indifferent*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“You’re not simple, Zane. You’re charming.”
“Really?”
A soft laugh. “Charming and ridiculously romantic.”
“We all need romance in our lives—know what? You and me? We’re gonna be two guy friends who are all about the romance.”
“Bromance?”
Zane clicked his fingers. “Exactly.”
Intelligent blue eyes met his, creased with curiosity, amusement, and detectable wariness. “Should I point out we’ve just met?”
“Hook ’em from the start, right?”
“My dying would make you mad?”
Beckett stepped up to him and clasped him around the neck. “I’m possessive. I don’t like it when others take my things away. I don’t like others even looking at my things the wrong way.”
Beckett’s clear, steady gaze made his toes curl with a flutter. “Am I your possession, Becky?”
A wavering moment, then Beckett steered them toward home. “Our bromance, yes. I’ll hold on to that, thanks.”
“A deadline to fall in love and marry. If I’m not 100 percent head over heels, I will go back to New Zealand and stay back. But I’m just . . . determined to be head over heels.”


"People can be complicated. We can also be ridiculously simple."
"You're not simple, Zane. You're charming."
"Really?"
"Charming and ridiculously romantic."
You don't fall in love and just keep falling. You fall, and when the ground catches up, you pull yourself together, climb back to the top of the cliff, and fall again. You do that over and over until you die. I'm not saying hitting the ground doesn't hurt. Not saying that it's an easy climb to the top. I'm saying that it's worth it to jump again."

Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words. —George Eliot
“...Romance doesn’t work like that. You don’t fall in love and just keep falling. You fall, and when the ground catches up, you pull yourselves together, climb back to the top of the cliff, and fall again. You do that over and over until you die. I’m not saying hitting the ground doesn’t hurt. Not saying that it’s an easy climb to the top. I’m saying that it’s worth it to jump again.”
“You’re not simple, Zane. You’re charming.”