Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Jack by Juliana Stone


Jack can be erm...well mean, "save it, Donnie. We both know the kitchen isn't your favorite place. If I remember correctly, you cook me one meal. One meal the entire time we were together. Jesus, we both would have starved if it wasn't for me." Donovan that girl has a mouth on her and knows how to use it, "I didn't matter enough for you to leave a effing note? A little scribble to say, hey Donnie, I'm off to some exotic island, because I can't stand being near you? Oh and while I'm having a nice cold beer in some swanky bar, maybe I'll bang some island girl while I'm there? Would that have been too much to ask?" Even though our boy Jack was bitter half the book with a stick firmly stuck up his a** I still fell in love with him.

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