Hat Trick (D.C. Stars, #4)

by Chelsea Curto

I wish I had the balls of a mediocre white man who thinks he’s hot shit. I’d be unstoppable.

Same girl, same!

I’m quiet; she’s loud. The life of every party and vivacious as hell with witty comebacks and a laugh that would bring any man to his knees. And if it were me down there, I’d wear a collar and crawl if she asked me to.

Arghhh, crawl to her!!!!

“This month’s book sucked,” Grant groans. “A third act breakup? Miscommunication? Read the fucking room, bro. No one wants to read that shit.”

Hear, hear!