Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
If I get another chance with a woman like Tessa, I won’t fuck it up again.
But there’s one problem with that plan.
There is no other woman like Tessa. She’s one of a kind, a unique mixture of impulsivity, sensitivity, and lust for adventure that calls to the deepest part of me. I don’t want to hike the Appalachian Trail with some other woman, I want to hike it with Tessa.
That’s why I didn’t bring a date. I didn’t want to share Melissa’s wedding with just anyone, I wanted to share it with Tessa. Or at least be free to watch her from the shadows and beat myself up for screwing up my chance with her without interruption.
Which I’m managing to pull off quite well if I do say so myself.
Right up until the moment her ex, Nate Spear, sidles up behind her, putting an arm around her waist.
Nate, who ghosted her without so much as a “see you later,” break-up text.
Nate, who stares right through her when they pass on the street, acting like she’s invisible in a way she confessed drives her absolutely insane.
Nate, who she once thought was her person, the man who would deliver the happily-ever-after she’s been searching for for so long…
Before I realize it, I’m on the move. I aim myself for the dance floor and Tessa’s now startled face.
I may not be good enough for her, but neither is Mr. Grabby Hands.
I’m usually a peace-loving guy, but sometimes you have to inter-fucking-vene.
So, I do. I inter-fucking-vene, setting in motion a series of events I have no idea will change the course of my life forever.
And make Tessa loathe me more than she does already.
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