TEQUILA + YOUR BEST FRIEND + YOUR BEDROOM = UM. WHOOPSIE?
Don’t sleep with your best friend.
Take it from me. I did it. And it was awful.
I-wish-the-tequila-made-me-forget kind of bad.
The problem is, Luke has forgotten. He swears that he can’t remember a thing about that night beyond the trays of tequila shots being set on the tables.
Except I can't forget. I can’t forget how good his hands felt until I fell over and hit my hip on the dresser, and I sure as hell can’t forget the entire two minutes of tap-tap-squirt.
Awkward. Embarrassing. And the new subject of a couple of dirty lucid dreams.
But I have no intention of telling him what we did. Nothing good comes from telling your best friend he’s the worst guy you’ve ever slept with.
Which makes the tequila on my birthday a very, very bad idea…
Customer ReviewsSee All
So many continuity errors
I’m only a couple of pages into chapter two, and I’ve already had to page back four times because one part of the text conflicts with something a few pages back.
She admires how white his bottom is, and later she admires how tanned it is. She put on pink shorts, but somehow she’s wearing sweats two pages later. She washed her face, but she has panda eyes from her mascara. Saying “ever” when the only context that makes sense is “never”, etc. It’s just distracting.
I just love this book! The relationship with Aspen and Luke is the best! I was sucked immediately. Emma Hart never disappoints. As always her female characters are independent and have sass.
Wow...Gee Wiz...Golly Wolly
Emma Hart has done it again! This story had me laughing out loud in public and getting the people around me to laugh without knowing what I was laughing at (Yes. I have one of those contagious laughs!). The storyline was perfect and kept you on your toes with trying to guess what crazy words or antics were going to happen next. Perfect read for someone who needs a good, full-bellied giggle.