The Dare (Briar U, #4)

by Elle Kennedy

It’s Friday night, and I’m watching the greatest minds of my generation get destroyed by Jell-O shots and blue concoctions served from ten-gallon paint buckets.

… ugly truth… this happens

“Babe, you’ve got the kind of body that boys build in their heads under the sheets after dark.”

Taylor Marsh has no idea how cool she is, and that’s a fucking shame.

“You have no idea what it’s like to be me,” she says flatly. “I don’t. But I think if you tried, just a little, to accept yourself, you might figure out that everyone else has their own insecurities too. And maybe you’ll believe a guy when he tells you he’s wildly attracted to you.”

She flashes this self-impressed grin at me, and I can’t help myself. I’m stupid for this girl.

If someone had asked me to describe my perfect match, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. I probably would have spit out a bunch of clichés that would have amounted to every one-night stand I’ve ever had. Yet somehow, life put Taylor right in front of me anyway. She’s made me a better person. Taught me to be true to myself. Helped me see the value in me as a person. Hell, she put my family back together. She and I found every possible way to try to sabotage our happiness, each of us falling back on old habits and insecurities. But what gives me faith in us is that we always managed to end up right back here. Together. I guess there’s hope for a couple of hopeless fuckups after all.