Better Than the Movies (Better than the Movies, #1)

by Lynn Painter

Everyone loves Wes. I was starting to see why.

I could say these unfiltered things to him because he didn’t care. Wes Bennett knew what a mess I was underneath it all, and there was a little bit of joy in knowing he saw the real me. Freedom.

But just before I fell asleep, I got one more message. Wes: Make sure you add “Someone Like You” to the Wes and Liz playlist.

He raised one eyebrow, an unspoken question, and I realized at that moment that I wanted it. I wanted Wes. Michael had been my endgame, but I couldn’t bring myself to care about that anymore.

I wouldn’t run through a train station for Michael. But I would do it for Wes.

“Sometimes we get so tied up in our idea of what we think we want that we miss out on the amazingness of what we could actually have.”

Be brave enough to go big.

“She’s not you.” “What?” “She. Isn’t. You.”

“Do you realize we could’ve been doing this for years if you weren’t such a pain in the ass?” “Nah—I didn’t like you until recently.” “Enemies-to-lovers—it’s our trope, Buxbaum.”