So Not Meant To Be (Cane Brothers, #2)

by Meghan Quinn

Being late just means you’re either a ‘time bender’—that’s a real thing—or you don’t care about other people’s time. And time is the one thing in life you can’t get back.”

And yet, JP was the one who made sure I didn’t look foolish, the one who carried

“Oh my God,” I say quietly with glee as I turn toward JP. “Did you bring me to a drag show?” He just smirks and sits back.

“There’s always something to think about, and I figured you might like it here. If you ever come back, this could be your thinking spot, too.”

What once used to be my favorite city to visit is quickly becoming my least favorite. Funny how quickly that can change, how a person can remind you of a place, steal the joy right from your grasp.

She’s not handshake material, she’s marriage material. She’s the girl that you take home to your parents.

“What was thirty-three times?” I ask him. “The number of times I caught you checking me out.”