The Rival (Looking to Score, #2)

by Kendall Ryan

“Aw, Scaredy Sprout.”

Just say no, Braun. You can do this. Two little letters. N and O. Use them. “Sure, I’ll stay.” Dumbass.

It’s official. I’m an idiot.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

God, I’m such a dick.

Oh. Shit. Can’t. Think. Straight. Uh.

Single is the G-rated word for Saint’s R-rated lifestyle.