β Scribed by Kirsty Moseley
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Perma-single Amy Clarke prides herself on three things: her pink hair, her Converse collection,
and her ability to drink copious amounts of margarita without puking. She isnβt looking for love.
Sheβs perfectly content with her simultaneous love affairs with Netflix and both Ben and Jerry.
The trouble is, sometimes, love fnds you.
Five months ago, he climbed aboard her train, and nothing has been the same since. Fastforward
to now, she still doesnβt know his name, but she knows she wants his babies.
Her crushβthis tall, dark, and handsome dork who gets on her train every other Mondayβhas
no idea he brightens her day with his panty-wetting smile and laugh that makes her pulse
quicken.
When a chance encounter outside of work forces them to have their frst proper conversation,
things quickly go from loving him from afar to up close and very personal. With a string of
disastrous exes in her past, has Amy fnally found her Mr Perfect? Or does fate have other
plans?
A new stand-alone romcom from Kirsty Moseley, best-selling author of The Boy Who Sneaks in
My Bedroom Window and Nothing Left to Lose.
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