So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters:
Are you the lucky lady who’s going to break our roommate’s cherry?
Him: socially awkward man with average-sized penis looking for willing sexual partner. You: must have pulse. Text him at: 555-254-5551
The morons can’t even spell. And the texts I’ve been receiving are what wet dreams are made of. But I’m not like these douchebags, no matter how hard they try to turn me into one.
THIS ISN’T THE KIND OF ATTENTION I WANT.
One text stands out from hundreds. One number I can’t bring myself to block. She seems different. Hotter, even in black and white.
However, after seeing her in person, I know she’s not the girl for me. But my friends won’t let up—they just don’t get it. Douchebags or not, there’s one thing they’ll never understand: GIRLS DON’T WANT ME.
GAH! I just love when Sara Ney gives me NA goodness and this was the bees knees. I LOVED it.
Okay, let’s get real here and I gotta tell you that I can’t talk much about the plot or character because . . . well . . . spoilers!!! SO where does that leave me. Well, lets start with the writing. Sara Ney excels at righting New Adult romance. I discovered her a while back and have been reading her since before her career really took off and with every book she releases she only seems to get better and better. Now, let’s talk feelings. I went through the whole spectrum while reading. I honestly had so many things I was supposed to be doing but somehow could not make myself put this book down. It was just gold and I loved every second of it.
If you are looking for a truly amazing book that will make you swoon, ache, and smile. It was perfection and I urge you to go grab this one now and start it immediately.