Are allosexuals okay? He doesn't even know her goddamn name? He's known her for five minutes at this point. Myles is like 'I'm not gentle in bed and she needs that. you all really look at someone who you have known for one millisecond and imagine being on all fours for them? that's wild? there's the possibility that i am too asexual to get it but.

they talked about sex 0.00001 seconds into meeting.

myles was ready to rip her panties 0.0000000000001 seconds into meeting her. This was some insta love bullshit i tell you. I desperately want to know whether straight people are okay. Who is paying you to deceit me? Hope you are at least making good bag with this cruel joke. I'm deleting my Goodreads so I'm not tempted by your fake reviews anymore. It's all just a conspiracy to make me read bad books. You posting a five star review? I ain't reading that.

I will start scrolling through this website with my eyes closed. I will never trust any of you ever again. Me looking at my frog plushie: this book is bad But will fate take her from me before I realize the road has been leading to her all along? Before I sink any deeper into this dangerous attraction, I need to solve this murder and get back on the road. In other words, the painful hunger and protectiveness she is waking up in me is a threat to my peace of mind. She's also brave and beautiful and reminds me of the home I left behind three years ago. Sure, she's stubborn, distracting and can't stay out of harm's way. Although… it is becoming less and less of a hardship to have her around. I'm just here to do a job, not babysit an amateur sleuth. Not to mention a fulfilling teaching career of wrangling second graders.Ī brash bounty hunter and an energetic elementary schoolteacher: the murder-solving team no one asked for, but thanks to these pesky attempts on my life, we're stuck together, come hell or high tide. Now a rude, crude bounty hunter has arrived on the back of his motorcycle to catch the killer and refuses to believe I can be helpful, despite countless hours of true crime podcast listening.

It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation in sweet, sunny Cape Cod-just me and my beloved brother-but discovering a corpse in our rental house really throws a wrench into our tanning schedule.

My killer vacation