Unlucky Like Us (Like Us, #12)

by Krista Ritchie

“Am I getting hotter?” I squeeze the fluff of the pillow. “Girl, you’re roasting.” While he comes closer, I dig inside the pillowcase. “Careful of me,” I warn. “I could burn you. I am hotter than hot.” “No lie,” he smirks. “I’d burn up from you.”