Guys six feet and over have it made in the dating game. But girls? Not so much.
Most guys stay far the hell away from tall girls. The ones who don’t? You’re getting the real bottom of the barrel dates:
The guy with the height fetish who kept trying to touch my feet.
The dude with mommy issues who burst into tears and cried on my shoulder.
The alphahole billionaire who needs a whole separate town car for his ego.
At first glance (an upward glance because he was tall), Greg Svensson seemed perfect. Six-feet-five of solid muscle with washboard abs and a tower with his name on it, Greg was a guy my parents would actually begrudgingly admire. I had our future all planned out. Until he opened his mouth. It was hate at first sight.
The only thing we have in common is that we’re both tall. He wears bespoke suits; I wear flats with holes in them. He runs a big shot investment firm; I’m trying to start my own company with only bubble gum and circus peanuts. He likes to show up at my horrible dates and ruin them; I…pretended I hated when he did that but secretly was thrilled even though it was a little young adult fiction.
Don’t judge! Six-foot tall beggars can’t be choosers. Besides, just because I hate him doesn’t mean I won’t date him!
This is a prequel to the new Manhattan Svensson brother series. This enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy complete with all the sexy hotness on a six-foot-five stick, a heroine who is your new best friend, and all the laugh-out-loud moments that will make you choke on your wine!