How to Choose a Guy in 10 Days (Chick Flick Club, #1)

by Lila Monroe

Do you ever wish life was more like your favorite romantic comedy—full of hot, charming guys with great hair, upbeat music montages, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after?

A side that it turns out I like. Very much.

My second is: I am in so much trouble. Because the drooling and panties getting twisted? They’re all mine.

“I thought your foremothers fought for equality so you could be treated exactly the same as any guy,” I tease back. “I draw the line at breaking my back like a man.”

“So, what is this, the ‘farewell to my virginity’ cabin?”

“Were you looking at my tents?” Gemma quips. “Well, they’re very well-built …” I shoot back, and she laughs.

“Was she your first love? Super-serious?” “Serious as a colonoscopy. And about as fun,” I finally meet her eyes. “Lisa isn’t just my ex-girlfriend. She’s my ex-wife.”

“You know, if you wanted to mudwrestle with me, you could have just asked.”

“I know,” he says, watching me darkly. “I fucking know.”

“Fuck the marshmallows,” I say. “That was transcendent.”

“No,” he says when he bends to nip at my lip. “Martin sometimes, but not Brody. He’s a bad kisser.”

“This isn’t about how long it’s been,” he says as his gaze turns from ‘pretty eager’ to ‘downright smoldering’. “This is about how badly I need to be inside you, Gemma.”

And then I turn and walk away before she can see how fucking crushed I am.