No Seamos Fugaces

No Seamos Fugaces

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Asher nunca ha vivido al máximo, y ahora mucho menos que se tiene que mudar a Finlandia. Wesley tiene fiestas, alcohol, una novia y el equipo de lacrosse. Pero que pasara cuando conozca al chico que le despierta cosas que no sabe explicar. Cuando dos polos que ni siquiera se definen se conocen. Cuando dos estrellas perdidas que intentan brillar a toda costa encuentran una razón para seguir, por qué no desean ser fugaces. Wesley no es la definición de perfección, Asher no es la definición de seguridad. Wesley tiene seguridad, y está seguro que Asher va más allá de la perfección.
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Book two of six in the Chaotic Hearts series. MUST BE READ IN ORDER I'm usually level-headed, I swear. But when it comes to Maverick Asher, he makes me lose all my sanity, and all he has to do is open his mouth and let his putrid words spill out. Maverick has been friends with my brother for thirteen years, and I've been around him just as long. Over the last few years, he's taken to seeking me out to get a rise out of me. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate his stupid motorcycle. I hate his stupid leather jackets. I hate his attitude. I hate his sarcasm. I hate his sharp tongue. And I hate that he doesn't care about anyone except himself. I try to ignore him, but he lights me on fire, and I can't stop myself from firing back at him. Now, I can't ignore him because it's February, and my family has come up with a fun game. We have to pick a partner and work with them until Valentine's Day to plan platonic dates for one another. Which means, we have to spend time with our partner to learn what they might like for a date. No one picked Maverick, and that left him with me. I'm nothing if not a perfectionist, and even if that means competing with Maverick to make my platonic date for him perfect. He's battling against me to make his date perfect. We are at each other's throats. I start to get confused. Then, when it's time for the dates, my brain spirals into further confusion. I don't expect what he has prepared, and I start realizing there is far more I had failed to notice about Maverick Asher. The man who claims romance and love is nothing but failure has me falling into the trap that he believes love is. But is he falling with me, or am I being played?

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