My brother’s best friend will do anything to win. Even if it means pretending to date me–his sworn enemy. But claiming my v-card wasn’t part of the plan.
“To new identities,” he declares, holding up his glass. “To no more epic f-ups. No more partying for me. No more athletes for you. Not until we get it together.”
Gavin Anyone but her. Eva Adams—the entitled, picture-perfect cheer princess. Incapable of empathy, patently manipulative, and absolutely beautiful. I can’t afford her drama—I j…
