"Fuck me,” Matthew breathed out. Then huffed out a laugh. “Seriously.” He swallowed. “Fuck me. Please.”

This had no business being this good.

“You’re breaking my heart,” Matthew murmured, his nose almost brushing my temple. My body stilled, my mind quieting.
“Why?” I whispered.
“Because I’m trying to flirt and you’re not paying attention to me.”

How am I supposed to ever meet a man in real life when there are book men like Matthew?? I haven’t added a man to my book boyfriend list in a long time but hi, hello, Matthew. you are now on it.

“I’m coming over.” My chest filled with crazy, stupid butterflies.
“Almost everything is done.”
“Then I’ll keep you company. Bring you snacks. Don’t make me beg, Baby Blue. Because I will.”

The perfect mix of cinnamon roll, glasses toting, backwards hat and sweatpants, dirty talking man and I love him now. Seriously, the way he noticed everything, all of Josie’s issues, all of Bobbi’s manipulations, and Andrew’s lack of, well, anything, and how he protected her, stood up for her, loved her, just *perfect*

“I knew this would happen. That I’d taste an inch of you and I’d want more. Everything.”

Josie was a really lovable character too, she was strong on her own and had a good amount of past issues that made her character growth nice. Being engaged so many times and still wanting to find love was emotional lmao

“Seeing how I’ve blindfolded you in a sad excuse to spare you the sight of how I look right now.” My throat worked. Everyone’s watching us, Josie. I could indulge in that. We could.
“And how is that?”
“Like I want to throw you over my shoulder and run,” he said, voice low, just for me. He swiped at my bottom lip. “Like I want to drag my fiancée to that gazebo at the back and fuck the anxiety out of her.”

The spice was perfect and they had great chemistry!!

“You’re incredibly turned on,” he pointed out with a knowing smile. My cheeks flushed. “Do you want to grab my ass?”

NO THIRD-ACT BREAKUP YESSS

I hated the podcast so much! I hate people who make a living of the destruction of other people's lives, or these types of people who crave drama - like, fix your life and stop ruining other peoples.

“I want to watch your face when I touch you. I want you to see what it does to me.”

Thank you Simon and Schuster Canada, Atria Books, and the author for this eARC!

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“You sent me an SOS,” Matthew explained, his brow knotting again. That urgency with which he’d stormed in returned to his eyes. “You can’t text me an SOS when there’s no real emergency. Do you have any idea how—” He shook his head. “I ran down here. From the lodge. I thought something was wrong. You wrote I need you.” That sensation in my stomach skipped, realization rippling.
“So that’s why you’re wearing a slutty shirt and slutty sweats?” My voice turned to a whisper. “You were working out? You didn’t leave me on read?... You didn’t need to drop what you were doing and come rescue me. Next time I text an SOS just . . . maybe put on a hoodie and calmly make your way down to me instead?” His thumb moved, grazing the underside of my jaw.
“You can’t send me an SOS, then, Josie. An SOS means I fucking run.”


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Matthew is now a top book boyfriend 😭😍🫠