With Any Luck (The Improbable Meet-Cute, #5)

by Ashley Poston

Even if I want to argue, the bartender snaps up the credit card immediately, like Gollum presented with the One Ring,

Lmmmmaaoooooooo

“Because you make me wonder what else I’ve been missing, closed off in my studio with my sculptures and my clay. Millie is my constant—was my constant,”

“Because it’d be you,” he said. “I knew it’d be you.”

Because the way he kisses feels like the way I fall in love, sharp and quick and deep.

Now this, I can definitely relate to 😩