Graham he's a little bit rough around the edges, "hungover, pi**ed off and horny, I walked into my bedroom in a towel, half expecting her to still be there. She wasn't. I threw on jeans and a T-shirt and headed to the kitchen. The smell of trouble greeted me. "Coffee?" Carly turned around from the stove with a big smile. "Your fridge was stalked, I made breakfast. Sit." She waved a spatula at my kitchen table. She was so cheerful I wanted to put my fist through something." But Carly that girl knows how to handle the boy, "quit effing swearing at me. Stop your effing yelling and eat your goddamn eggs. And don't be such an a**hole, Allen." There was a couple conversations in the book that I sort of loved between Graham and Carly, it just showed how Graham was changing is ways (sort of):
"I'm not gonna apologize, Carly. I know I hurt you but I'm not going to apologize. We're friends, nothing more. You know that. That's what you wanted." I tried to sound calm, rational.
"You kicked my bike!" Then she began to cry. Really cry.
"Shhm baby, don't cry. C'mon, don't cry. I'm not effing worth it."
"You smell like sex."
"I didn't do anything wrong." But it felt like I had.
"I know," she wailed.
As the book goes on you'll see Graham do a complete 180 and see that he'd do anything for his woman, "Christ, woman, you're going to work me every chance you get, aren't you?" But I didn't give a sh**. She was in my arms and I was happy." There was another scene in the book that I loved it had to do with a little bit of naughty and the surprise Carly had going on, "one arm was trying to cover her rack, she leaned across the bed and reached to the floor by my leg. Jesus effing Christ, she was wearing thong underwear. "Are you trying to kill me? I groaned, barely stopping myself from reaching out to touch the smooth skin of he a**." I enjoyed reading this book so much.
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