Compared (The Sweet Rom"Com", #1)

by Kortney Keisel

“I don’t know. Things are easy with her. There’s no pressure like there is with you.” Bam! His words are a Rocky Balboa knockout punch. I’m essentially lying on the ground with the

referee leaning over me, counting to ten.

“What’s with the geriatrics playlist?” she asks. “You’re not seventy years old.”

She is so wrong. I haven’t eaten an entire roll of store-bought cookie dough. I would never do something like that. I made my own cookie dough and ate the whole thing. It tastes way better, and if I’m

going to get salmonella poisoning, I’m going to do it the right way.

can’t believe my life has come to this. I’m being set up by a seventy-year-old modern-day Romeo wearing Crocs.