Until Series by Briar Prescott

I’m the first one to tell you I have issues. Trust issues. Family issues. Probably a few others I haven’t discovered yet. Which is why I prefer to keep my life as simple and uncomplicated as possible. Until him. Blake McAdams barrels into my life and refuses to leave. He’s relentlessly optimistic, sexy as hell, annoyingly persistent, and… wants to be friends? Because… he thinks I’m interesting? Yeah, I’ll pass. Thanks. Only, somehow, we end up doing just that... moreI’m the first one to tell you I have issues. Trust issues. Family issues. Probably a few others I haven’t discovered yet. Which is why I prefer to keep my life as simple and uncomplicated as possible. Until him. Blake McAdams barrels into my life and refuses to leave. He’s relentlessly optimistic, sexy as hell, annoyingly persistent, and… wants to be friends? Because… he thinks I’m interesting? Yeah, I’ll pass. Thanks. Only, somehow, we end up doing just that. And then that friendship evolves into something more, and suddenly, I find myself navigating a completely foreign territory: a relationship. But Blake has his own issues, and once those clash with mine my simple and uncomplicated life? Turns into anything but. less

I'm the first one to tell you doing the right thing has never been high on my list of priorities. Same goes for respecting the law. And ethics in general. It's more like guidelines anyway. Until him. Jude Riley. I invite myself into his life and refuse to leave. I know it's wrong. I know I shouldn't. I do anyway. It's never meant to turn into anything serious. It's never supposed to matter. Until it does. More than anything. Even if. .. I ruined us before we ever even started.

Here’s the thing: I am not—I repeat not—boyfriend material. I’m a good time for one night, and that’s it. Figures I manage to get myself into a situation where I have to pretend to be in a relationship. Ah, well. Not much else to do now than suck it up and get it over with. I’m in. I’m out. I’m done. But then. .. Quinn says he’s curious. He says I’m a liar. He says he wants to see the real me. Honestly, I can’t run away fast enough after that. Because he doesn’t know... moreHere’s the thing: I am not—I repeat not—boyfriend material. I’m a good time for one night, and that’s it. Figures I manage to get myself into a situation where I have to pretend to be in a relationship. Ah, well. Not much else to do now than suck it up and get it over with. I’m in. I’m out. I’m done. But then. .. Quinn says he’s curious. He says I’m a liar. He says he wants to see the real me. Honestly, I can’t run away fast enough after that. Because he doesn’t know. Doesn’t know that I’m a landmine. That he’s trudging so close. That he’s about to step on me. And then? I’ll ruin him. less

These days I’m a I keep to myself, keep busy, and keep my head down. Until him. Sutton Holland. Annoying, arrogant, spoiled man-child extraordinaire. And he’s not even trying to hide any of it. He says he’s shallow. That he’s blunt to the point of offensive. That I shouldn’t like him. So I don’t. At first. But then I accidentally get to know him. And the more I see, the more I start to suspect that maybe he’s not so arrogant, spoiled, and shallow after all... moreThese days I’m a I keep to myself, keep busy, and keep my head down. Until him. Sutton Holland. Annoying, arrogant, spoiled man-child extraordinaire. And he’s not even trying to hide any of it. He says he’s shallow. That he’s blunt to the point of offensive. That I shouldn’t like him. So I don’t. At first. But then I accidentally get to know him. And the more I see, the more I start to suspect that maybe he’s not so arrogant, spoiled, and shallow after all. That maybe he’s just a really good liar. And that maybe—maybe—he’s everything I never knew I was looking for. less