How to Date a Douchebag: The Learning Hours

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MY FRIENDS WANT ME TO GET LAID.So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters: Are you the lucky lady who's going to break our roommate's cherry? Him: socially awkward with average-sized D looking for willing sexual partner...Unsurprisingly, the messages flooding my phone are equal parts cringe and X-rated. But I'm not like my idiot roommates, no matter how hard they try to turn me into one of them.THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF ATTENTION I WANT.One text stands out from hundreds. One number I can't bring myself to block. She seems different. Witty, flirty-hot, even in black and white. I should block her but I can't. And after meeting her in person, I know talking to her is a terrible idea. Laurel is everything I'm not:Bold. Confident. Completely out of my league.Guys who look like me don't pull girls like her. My friends won't let up-they just don't get it. Douchebags or not, there's one thing they'll never understand: GIRLS DON'T WANT ME. But the harder I try to push her away, the more impossible it gets to ignore how badly I want her to prove me wrong...

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Pages: 398, Paperback, Three Legacies, LLC