Hopelessly Bromantic (Hopelessly Bromantic Duet, #1)

by Lauren Blakely

I’m a little ashamed to admit this—I’m a terrible coffee snob. Like, the worst of them. The kind I will undoubtedly mock in a future book someday. The guy who asks Do you know the elevation where the beans were grown while the barista wonders if it’s acceptable to flip a customer the bird for being a pretentious fuck.

Jason’s eyes pop out. Like, they might hit the floor. “Do you like sex?” “Obviously. It’s only the greatest thing ever invented. But pizza’s close, so I’ll keep sublimating with that, thanks.”