Read Me (Forget the Past, #2)

by Lauren Connolly

I despise moscato. It’s like drinking a watered down pear mixed with cough syrup.

I am a strong independent woman. I do want to have the final say on every aspect of my life.

I know I don’t need a man. But I want one. A nice one.

“She’s too good for any man. You won’t ever deserve her. But no one does, so just put in a solid effort and make sure she’s happy.”

She starts pulling paper towels out of the dispenser one at a time, until she has two massive handfuls. “Hey, babe.” I keep my voice mildly curious. “What’re those for?” Summer stares at her hands, then back up at me, her expression completely baffled. “I don’t know!”