Finale (Academy of Stardom, #4)

by Bea Paige

Right now they’re chilling in the lounge watching Pretty Woman. I’m pretty sure Gray would rather remove his eyeballs with a wooden spoon than watch that shit, but he’s a good guy and is taking it like a man.”

“What if that’s all a front and she’s really some wicked witch who wants to torture me?” I raise a brow. “You don’t really believe that, do you?” “No. Of course not. Bar you, she’s probably the nicest person I’ve ever met,” she says quietly.