'' ''I've never kissed a stranger,'' I admit on a shy mumble, and our lips make the first, feather-light contact. At my confession, his brows narrow a tiny bit, but I don't care. Breathing in deep and sound, I close my eyes and kiss him. Sticking my finger in a socket couldn't be any more electrifying than this. ''
★★★★☆
From Goodreads:
The Wager:
Three kisses.
Two of which must be initiated by the girl—a girl my friends select for me.
I have just under two weeks.
If I win, I get the coveted role of Tristan in a stage production.
If I lose, I’m still in the play…in the worst possible way. Playing Isolde in lacy underwear is something I may never live down!
The bet should be a piece of cake—until my friends pick my conquest. My quirky new neighbor, Pippi Longstocking in Pink. Yikes!
Oh, and did I mention I’m not allowed to speak to her? At. All.
Three kisses.
Two of which must be initiated by the girl—a girl my friends select for me.
I have just under two weeks.
If I win, I get the coveted role of Tristan in a stage production.
If I lose, I’m still in the play…in the worst possible way. Playing Isolde in lacy underwear is something I may never live down!
The bet should be a piece of cake—until my friends pick my conquest. My quirky new neighbor, Pippi Longstocking in Pink. Yikes!
Oh, and did I mention I’m not allowed to speak to her? At. All.
Charming a girl who doesn't want to be charmed isn't easy. Add a no-talking rule into the mix and you got yourself an impossible bet. Or so you might think.