My Bestie's Ex
I can't borrow him.
He's not a sweater or a skirt.
He's not even her favorite dress-the lucky one she wears on first dates. The one she probably wore on her first date with him. In my defense, I didn't know who he was. To me, he was a cool, calm, confident stranger. He was perfection for the entire hour and a half train ride while the concrete jungle turned into a rolling green landscape. To an outsider, we probably appeared more friends than hopeful lovers. But my blush came quickly, and his dimples indented with every smile. We definitely shared a spark of what could be. Too bad I didn't know who he was before I fell for him, because he can't be mine.
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He's not a sweater or a skirt.
He's not even her favorite dress-the lucky one she wears on first dates. The one she probably wore on her first date with him. In my defense, I didn't know who he was. To me, he was a cool, calm, confident stranger. He was perfection for the entire hour and a half train ride while the concrete jungle turned into a rolling green landscape. To an outsider, we probably appeared more friends than hopeful lovers. But my blush came quickly, and his dimples indented with every smile. We definitely shared a spark of what could be. Too bad I didn't know who he was before I fell for him, because he can't be mine.
My Bestie's Ex
I can't borrow him.
He's not a sweater or a skirt.
He's not even her favorite dress-the lucky one she wears on first dates. The one she probably wore on her first date with him. In my defense, I didn't know who he was. To me, he was a cool, calm, confident stranger. He was perfection for the entire hour and a half train ride while the concrete jungle turned into a rolling green landscape. To an outsider, we probably appeared more friends than hopeful lovers. But my blush came quickly, and his dimples indented with every smile. We definitely shared a spark of what could be. Too bad I didn't know who he was before I fell for him, because he can't be mine.
He's not a sweater or a skirt.
He's not even her favorite dress-the lucky one she wears on first dates. The one she probably wore on her first date with him. In my defense, I didn't know who he was. To me, he was a cool, calm, confident stranger. He was perfection for the entire hour and a half train ride while the concrete jungle turned into a rolling green landscape. To an outsider, we probably appeared more friends than hopeful lovers. But my blush came quickly, and his dimples indented with every smile. We definitely shared a spark of what could be. Too bad I didn't know who he was before I fell for him, because he can't be mine.
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Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9781987925814 |
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| Publisher: | Piper Rayne, Inc. |
| Publication date: | 02/16/2020 |
| Series: | The Rooftop Crew , #1 |
| Pages: | 282 |
| Product dimensions: | 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.64(d) |
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