He mocks me, mortifies me, and worst of all…makes out with me in the backs of taxis when we’ve both had a few too many beers.
He’s the last person I want as my plus one for a destination wedding.
If only I hadn’t made that stupid bet or promised to be his sweet, obedient wedding date if Emma and Asher did end up getting hitched.
If only I didn’t enjoy kissing him so much.
If only this wounded, jaded man wasn’t the only person I can imagine punching my V-card.
If Jackson finds out I’m still a virgin, he’ll never let me live it down.
Unless…
Maybe I can make another bargain with my bully, a sexy bargain he won’t see coming until we’re on a tropical island, sharing a room with one bed…