You can’t just use a girl and ghost her. But this guy did. My roommate has some hot jerk lead her on and break her heart, but what he doesn’t count on is me. I’m tired of seeing her hurt, so it’s my turn to play ball with his heart. This guy is going to fall in love with me and then poof—I’ll leave him dizzy in love and wondering how he’ll survive without me. The jerk needs a taste of his own medicine. The only problem? Holy hell is he fine. Like drool and stare fine. Of course he’s not just any regular dude. He’s gotta be rich, talented, and swoony. I’m in trouble. I thought I would take him for a ride, but I wasn’t ready for this guy .

I should have known I’d run into him eventually. But at our friend’s wedding with nowhere to hide? Ugh. I wish he didn’t look so good in a suit. Or board shorts. And come on. Nobody looks good in board shorts. But he does. Double ugh. And triple trouble. We had our shot when we were young and in love, and what did he do? He chose my ex best friend instead. The kicker? She’s at the wedding too, and like always, she has ulterior motives. He’s also a single dad. Guess who his baby momma is? You got it. The ex best friend. After all that you’d think I’d know when to turn tail and run the other direction. Except he’s not the boy he used to be. And I’m not the same girl, either. If I let him back in, I might get hurt. If I don’t, I might regret it forever. I already know what everyone is going to think. Him again?