Dirty Like Me (Dirty, #1)

by Jaine Diamond

Tall and broad-shouldered, his thick, dark hair in unkempt waves that gave him a decidedly just-fucked look, like some lucky bitch had just clawed through it. Totally worked on him.

The carefree, bad boy vibe? The tight jeans and leather? Yeah. That.

My vagina is in love, and we haven’t even done it yet. And my best friend texted back, That’s one stupid vagina.

And just like that…. total buzzkill. Libido kill. Mojo kill. Everything felt unreal. Suspended. Slow-motion. I still felt him, still wanted him, still wrapped myself around him, but it was like he’d punched me right in the heart.

“Hell, no!” Devi spun around on her stool and called across the bar to my sister, who was making an espresso at the other end. “Turn this panty-peeling vagina heroin off.”