I have a really bad habit: I choose a book for how it ends.
I get to the library and start looking around. It has to be a rom com and it has to have a funny cover. I smell it and take a look at the back cover and then I read the last page. Do I like how it ended? Then the book is mine.
The last happy purchase I’ve done is “Wallbanger” by Alice Clayton. Funny, romantic and hot.
That’s how life should be.
Bella on the run