The Heart Principle (The Kiss Quotient, #3)

by Helen Hoang

Confession: I don’t like giving blow jobs. That’s probably not a good thing to be thinking while I have my boyfriend’s dick in my mouth, but here we are.

I didn’t drink protein shakes and spend hours in the gym doing donkey kicks and squats. These curves are made of Cheetos.

I don’t think she gave her number to that other dude, even though he’s willing to get fancy with his feet.

In books I’ve read, women enjoy it so much sometimes they burst into spontaneous orgasm.” “Wait, what books are you reading?” She ignores the question

Dots start jumping on the screen, and I get a new message with a smiley face. I’m okay. You? I show Michael so he can analyze the exchange like it’s tea leaves or some shit,

I imagine her puzzling over elaborate descriptions of hairy balls, maybe looking at a mosaic of scrotums as she tries to understand their appeal, and I can’t help being amused.

What I would really like is a lobotomy.