Consider Me (Playing For Keeps, #1)

by Becka Mack

Oh look. The feminism has left my body.

Emmett chuckles as he kicks his shoes off inside the room. He tears open a bag of Ruffles All Dressed chips and flings himself across the couch, shaking his head. “What are you laughing at, dickhole?” I shove my hand in the bag and steal a handful of chips. We had to bring these from Vancouver. They’re hard to find in the States and trust me when I tell you if you find them, you’ll be sorely disappointed. They’re not the same; it’s a fucking travesty.