Not You It's Me (Boston Love, #1)

by Julie Johnson

See, I have this theory that humans are just living, breathing, talking forms of art, each crafted with a different technique and carved out of different materials. Each beautiful in their own way. And sure, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and totally subjective, and changes depending on your circumstance, yada-yada-yada… but most of the time, it’s pretty easy to classify people.

They don’t talk about the satisfaction of sex without strings because, even though men do it all the time, for some reason it’s still somewhat of a scandal if a modern woman’s number of sexual partners exceeds single digits. Here’s your meaningless, mind-blowing orgasm, served up with a side of slut-shaming and unfair societal expectations. Enjoy!

“My only advice is, when you start to fall, don’t talk yourself out of it — the right man will be there at the bottom, to catch you. Take a risk on messy. Live fearlessly. Love recklessly. Most of all, just love.”