Jackson is sexy, hot, and the boy has a generous and kind heart that only Lilly knows about, “why didn’t you tell me?” I demanded. “You should have warned me. I could have gone slower. Easier. Been more of a . . . a . . . ” Sometimes if a girl has too many choices she has a tough time deciding, "I sighed, watching his arms. He carried a six-pack of beer and a pizza. I didn’t know which I wanted more— the beer, the pizza, or him." I liked this book it was angsty, and I wanted to lunch a few people but I loved Jackson.
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