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? No crappy, mediocre dates. No painful periods (or, you know, messy bodily functions of any kind). No stress over making rent on your tiny shoebox of an apartment. And definitely no men who seem like they’re totally into you but then ghost harder than Casper, with zero warning at all.

This burger? Totally uncomplicated. Doesn’t want to change me. Needs nothing from me. Is never passive-aggressive. Doesn’t talk in code. It’s just here for me, no matter what. It’s just meat, cheese, and bread. The perfect relationship.

Like she feels my gaze, she glances over and smiles. Not one of her careful, suspicious smiles she gives me when I’m teasing her or when she’s yanking my chain. No. This is a real smile. An open smile, filled with joy. One that tells me so much about her—about a different side of her that I never imagined existed. A side that it turns out I like. Very much.

“Oh, honey, I can handle a stick no problem,” I tease, before I realize what I’ve said. Luckily, he’s still too asleep to catch a double entendre.

Zach. Formerly hairy, unemployed man-whore who plays video games all day and wears cargo shorts and ratty old T-shirts, has a drool-worthy Jaguar convertible.

Screw being cautious. I’m getting on that unicorn and am going to ride it over the rainbow into Orgasm-land.