Unfortunately Yours (A Vine Mess, #2)

by Tessa Bailey

For as long as August Cates could remember, his dick had ruined everything.

What an opening line

This wasn’t temporary. They weren’t. Sorry, princess. Sucks to be you. This woman standing in front of him was his destiny.

“Hell no, you don’t,” said Natalie’s husband, no hesitation. And that’s how August ended up dancing as Samantha’s partner in the recital, with a miniature green, sequined top hat pinned to his head, every move executed flawlessly. Yet another memory that Natalie would replay again and again for the rest of their lives.

Sobbing