Iris Kelly Doesn't Date (Bright Falls, #3)

by Ashley Herring Blake

For Iris, the blatant lack of romance in her life was wonderful. No drama. No heartbreaks from partners who couldn’t deal with the fact that Iris didn’t want to get married or have kids.

There was no again. No second date. Hell, what Iris had been doing with people she met on apps and in bars for the last several months wouldn’t even qualify as a first date. Which was exactly the way Iris wanted it.

See, Iris liked sex. A lot.

One example

They both knew Stevie was horrible at talking to people she didn’t know, bordering on disastrous. Extreme anxiety made her literally nauseous, and nothing triggered that lovely symptom more than trying to charm a beautiful stranger.

Stevie wanted that. She wanted to be like that, like Iris. Sexy and strong and sure.

She missed being someone’s. She loved belonging to one person.

Iris released Stevie’s sweaty palm and turned to face her.

Fellow sweaty hand queen!!!

Stevie: A date? Iris: A “date”