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157 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 13, 2021


- Hate to express their feelings about each other: 36
- Hot to describe each other: 21
- Eccentric to describe Max: 15
— OTT plot line
— The relationship
— Tacky pop culture references
— Constant jabs at millennials
— Typos. Typos. Typos
(1) Olivia and Mark had to watch a gecko for 24 hrs which they swear winks at them and only calms down to the humming of Star Wars
(2) Spartan race, enough said
(3) Being filmed for a reality show without their knowledge and challenges is Max’s just being eccentric... seeing if they’ll fit with the company. HR complaints? Lawsuit in the making?
(4) Mark tells Olivia his fear of snakes and • 5 minutes later • a snake meat for dinner is delivered
⊰1⊱ They go back to his apartment to hook up and she falls asleep while giving a BJ but this is still one of the best experiences for Mark.
⊰2⊱ Mark claimed he always wanted her since the moment he saw her freshman year.
Ok. Ok. Ok. Mark, my man, was this before, during or after you hit her nose and didn’t care to check if she was alright?
⊰3⊱ After a 5 year separation and murky clarification if they were with anyone else, they profess that they love each other
⊰4⊱ Within a few hours of seeing each other again, they move into the apartment they lived in together as interns and are engaged

↳ scrambled away like Smeagol on Lord of the Rings
↳ “Son of a bitch!” he roared, coming to life like I’d given him a hit of adrenaline directly down the middle of his chest, Pulp Fiction style. “I’m aliiiiiive.”
“Are we crazy?” I said between hasty kisses and heavy pants.
An adorable moan escaped between her teeth as she tilted her head, taking my kiss in deeper and deeper; a man could die this way with a giant smile on his face and an explosion of stars in his eyes.
“Yes,” I finally said, my voice cracked with emotion

But how do you stop hating someone from afar when the only thing you want is to love her up close?
“Bad boys always taste better, Olivia, thought every girl knew that,” I teased as I laid her in my bed and pulled up the covers.
He was the devil.
And damn, did I want to sin.
Heaven was overrated, right?
Hating him more than I had ever thought possible.
For being the man I’d always compare every other man to.
For being cruel when I needed him to be the bigger person.
And for agreeing to draw that line back in the sand when all I wanted was for him to say no, and keep me in his arms just a bit longer.
I leaned down and pressed a heated kiss to her neck, then sucked her skin near her ear. “Still needs practice…though I weirdly only want to do it with my enemy.”
“Good…because…” She lifted her hips. “…I would hate to see how you treat your friends.”
“I’m very proud of you guys. You finished the race even though you had no reason to.”
“Proud?” I repeated. “But Max, we lost?”
“Some of the best things in life are gained…by losing.”
I collapsed back against the ground. “What the hell is this?” Mark crawled over to me. “Actual Hell and Max is Satan.”
Get it together, Olivia! One orgasm, and you’re ready to take a nap on his shoulder? No. Be cold. Ruthless. Be you!