She can't remember their one wild night. How far will he go to remind her?
On my twenty-seventh birthday, I wish to finally find a rewarding job. What I don't wish is to drink a boatload of wine, sleep with a tattooed bad boy, and drunk email my boss in one glorious, career-ending move.
My only saving grace: I barely remember that reckless night.
Now I'm competing against my infuriating one-night stand for my dream job, and he wants another taste. My plan: ignore Jimmy's shaggy black hair and five-day scruff, because that man is going down.
Which is exactly what he offers with that dirty mouth of his.
Rachel doesn't stand a chance.
Contains mature themes.