Read Between the Lines (Ms. Right, #1)
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“Tinder’s not my favorite either,” Lia chimed in, giving Rosie a sympathetic look. “It’s a nightmare when you’re bi. I swear, most of the people who contact me are men and women in relationships looking to have a threesome, and that’s just not my scene.”
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“Sometimes I feel more comfortable with myself behind a keyboard than in person.”
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She wanted to be romanced like the heroines in her favorite books, dammit. So, more often than not, she curled up with a book and read about fictional characters falling in love instead of putting herself out there.
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This one read, “Never trust your fears. They don’t know your strength.”
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What kind of sick joke was the universe playing on her right now?
Amelia Cottee
Oh girl just wait
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And she had never considered the possibility that her bookstore crush was Jane Breslin.
Amelia Cottee
Girl it gets worse
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Thank goodness for her meeting with Brie, because she desperately needed something to look forward to right now.
Amelia Cottee
Oh boy
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Nothing was more romantic in her opinion than someone shopping for books for their spouse.
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Her online crush, her real-life crush, and the woman who’d crushed her dreams were all the same person, and her mind was still struggling to snap all the pieces into place.
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For what it’s worth, she’s solidly on the side of us pursuing . . . whatever this is.” Rosie touched Jane’s hand, hoping she wasn’t going to wake up tomorrow and regret this. “I’m leaning in that direction too.”
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“But it’s only weird if we let it be, right? And I’d love to spend New Year’s with you, so . . . yes.”
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“You know when you build something up in your mind, and then once you do it, it’s no big deal, and you can’t remember why you were dreading it in the first place?” “I do,” Rosie said. “But this was a big deal, and you should be proud.” “I am,” Jane said quietly.