"Well, Presley. I can't wait to meet this boyfriend of yours."
Neither can I.
Presley Taylor has just dug her way into the biggest hole of a lie and a lanky, dorky bloke with an affinity for flamboyant printed shirts and worn leather boots just may be the solution to her problem.
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She was impossible for him.
He was irresistible to her.
Somewhere between a lie and bitterness, both found an attachment which was coating them, something new and true.