I've battled men before, but with Ryder, it's war. And a stubborn refusal to acknowledge my existence. What a complete lumbersexual Neanderthal. And what did I get from Ryder Bergman? Ignored. Willa: Rather than give me the lecture notes I missed like every other instructor I've had, my asshole professor tells me to get them from the silent, surly, flannel-wearing mountain man sitting next to me in class. And if I have my way with that crazy-haired, ball-busting hellion, that will be in more than one sense of the word. I'll leave this war zone unscathed, coming out on top. She's a thorn in my side, a menacing, cantankerous pain-in-the-ass who's turned our business mathematics course into a goddamn gladiator arena. And a temper that makes the devil seem friendly. She's the next generation of women's soccer. What I do know is that Willa is the kind of chaos I don't need in my tidy life. Ryder: Ever since she sat next to me in class and gave me death eyes, Willa Sutter's been on my shit list. Prepare for an emotional roller coaster brimming with laughter, tears, and slow-burn sexiness in this new adult romance that tackles the vulnerability of love with humor and heart.
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