Moonshine by Tessa Oliver

I loved Charli she told it like it was and was blunt about things, "I’m just wondering what the odds are of meeting a man twice engaged in the same activity. Although, obviously with different partners.” I prodded Gypsy forward. He walked along next to us." I liked Jcakson he was a dirty talker and passionate, "not yet . It’s too far. I have to have you now. And before you protest, it’s your damn fault for being so effing— so effing effable." I enjoyed this book you couldn't tell it wasn't written in this century.