Seeing him was a sucker punch to the gut. Once upon a time he’d loved her. And then when he’d stopped, it wasn’t really his fault.

I am not a snob, because I know opulence doesn't stamp out ignorance and unhappiness.

You’re saying you don’t want me?”Aw hell. “No, I’m saying this is a bad idea.”“You’re the king of bad ideas,” he reminds me. “At least this one ends with both of us feeling good.

Maybe it wasn’t rational, but she didn’t like the idea of Leo invading her little world. Yesterday, Brooklyn had belonged to her. The Long Island ’burbs where she’d grown up had felt far away from the brick streets and renovated factory spaces of Brooklyn. In this job, she’d felt truly independent, putting down her own fragile roots in a new place. Fast forward twenty-four hours, and her daddy had joined the workplace and her ex-boyfriend had shown up to remind her of all that she’d lost. Really, a girl could be forgiven for feeling slightly hysterical. Not that there was any time to panic.

Jamie Canning was my first crush and my first love. But he was never mine to have.

Summer’s a total cocktease.” He shrugs, repeating himself. “It always ends.” He’s right about that. Summer always ends.

My libido was like a Golden Retriever puppy, ready to jump all over him and lick his face.Down, girl.