Wildest Dreams (Forbidden Love, #2)

by L.J. Shen

there is no way I’d ever catch feelings for someone as appalling as you.” “Why, thank you.” I breathed slowly through my nose. “Always love meeting new fans.”

“I might need babysitting.” “Look, I’m the first one to agree you’re a mess, but I think you should be fine. Just google shit if you run into big words.”

You will not blow our cover and won’t tell anyone about that time a balloon got stuck in my braces in eighth grade and everybody thought it was a condom.” She gave me a frustrated look. “Rhyland, it was a condom.” “It was a beige-colored balloon, Dylan.” It was a condom.

Even if I were crazy enough to contemplate marriage, she’d be at the bottom of the list, right after Catherine the Great and that woman who boiled a bunny in that eighties movie.

“Sorry, I didn’t order this.” I pasted on an apologetic smile. “Didn’t order what?” The delivery guy tilted his head sideways. “A package of red flags.” I gestured toward my upstairs neighbor.

Kids truly were the best advertisements for contraception.

“Thank you for today.” “Don’t mention it.” I shoved four fries into my mouth, taking a pull of my milkshake. “Seriously. Don’t. I’m fucking traumatized here. This is how people live with toddlers? Day in and day out? How are we not, like, extinct?”