Can a veterinarian lose his V-card before turning twenty-five? Oh, one hun p he can! On the surface, I'm super sassy and just a little bit extra. But underneath, I'm hiding a painful secret from my past and one hugely embarrassing problem in my present—I'm still a…I'm still a…Dammit, I can't even get it out. Let's just say it starts with V and ends in irgin. Daly's the new barista, and he takes Thirsty Thursdays to a whole new level. He's drop-dead gorgeous with a sexy shaved head, ocean-blue eyes, and an insane smile that lights me up whenever he aims it my way. He's also kind, friendly, and interesting. In other words, the perfect guy to be my first time. A night of too much coconut tequila leads to us making a drunken pact. Daly will help me with my V-status issue, but he adds a caveat. We have to get to know each other first. Then, and only then, can the physical stuff happen. It sounds simple enough. But the more I get to know him, the more I realize what we have is more than just a physical attraction. We share a connection. We like the same things. And stupidly, I've gone ahead and caught feelings for the guy. This was never meant to be anything more than just a physical thing, so why has Daly got me going out of my mind the way he does?