Chapters (51)
- Cover
- Praise for
- BOOKS BY KRISTAN HIGGINS
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- EPILOGUE
- Readers Guide
- Questions for Discussion
- About the Author
- What’s next onyour reading list?
WORK: Babe, I miss U so much! Last week seems like a thousand years ago. I can’t stop thinking about how U make me feel. I have NEVER come that hard before. I swear I thought I was dying. U ARE EVERYTHING TO ME!
JOHN: SAME!!! You’re amazing. I’ve never felt this way. All I think of is you, you, you. Us together. God! I feel like a new man!
WORK: That thing U did with your tongue has me on FIRE just thinking about it.
JOHN: You deserve to be worshipped. Your body is incredible. God, I wish I had more “golf” weekends!!! LOL!
WORK: You can put your iron in my hole anytime.
OMG, I can’t believe I said that!
JOHN: Keep talking, sex kitten. You make me roar like a tiger!!!!
WORK: I want U. All the time, any time, every time. When can we meet again??? I’m dying for U.
JOHN: Soon. But never soon enough, my love!!!
WORK: The things I could do to U for an entire weekend . . . week . . . month . . . lifetime! My ♥ swells just thinking about it!!! Will we ever be that lucky?
JOHN: My heart is swelling too and not just my heart!!! LOL!!! We will make it happen!! I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You make me HAPPY.
WORK: I am so hot for U right now. If I saw U, I’d be all over you in SECONDS. I am so PROUD of U for taking your happiness into your own hands and not feeling guilty. LIFE IS TOO SHORT!
JOHN: IKR? I didn’t know what happiness WAS before this. I get hard just thinking about you! Have to go now. I want to do some cycling for our TRIATHLON together! I can’t even believe I’ll be doing this. I am a new man because of you!!! Miss you miss you miss you!!!
A series of emojis followed John’s last text. A red heart. A smiley face with heart eyes. A smiley face blowing a kiss. A purple heart. A smiley face with a tongue hanging out. Another red heart.
Then there was the abundance of exclamation points. The words in capital letters. The acronyms (I had had to look up IKR, which stood for “I know, right?”). The poor comma usage and use of the letter U instead of the onerous three-letter word. I might not have set the academic world on fire, but for Pete’s sake.
Clearly, John had been going through a second puberty.
“My God,” Caro said, handing the phone back. “I—I don’t know what to say, except let’s kill the bastard.” Her cheeks got red the way they always did when she was mad.
“Well,” I said. “The wife is always the last to know. Isn’t that what they say?”