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I would say Dr. Cruz Costello is my archenemy. But that would require acknowledging one another, which we haven’t done in over a decade. He’s the town’s golden child. The beloved quarterback-turned-physician. I’m the girl who got knocked up at sixteen and now works at a diner. He is Fairhope royalty. I get my monarch dose from tabloid gossip. He’s well-off. I’m...well, off. When our siblings get engaged, Cruz’s parents invite both families to a pre-wedding cruise. Except Cruz and I find ourselves stuck on a different ship from everyone else. Cue ten horrible, insufferable days at sea with a man I cannot stand. (My fault, of course.) But when the alcohol pours in, the secrets spill out, and I’m left with one question: Can I take another chance on love?
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Bad Cruz, L. J. Shen
- Język
- Rok wydania
- 2021
- Oprawa
- (miękka)
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- Tytuł
- Bad Cruz
- Język
- angielski
- Autorzy
- L. J. Shen
- Wydawca
- Independently published
- Rok wydania
- 2021
- Oprawa
- miękka
- ISBN13
- 9798491895021
- Seria
- Kategorie
- Tagi
- Humor, Miłość, Kobiety, Literatura współczesna, Erotyka, Literatura amerykańska, Seksualność & Intymność, New Adult, Alkohol, Żeglarstwo, Miłość z dzieciństwa, Statki wycieczkowe
- Pierwsze wydanie
- 2021
- Oryginalna nazwa
- Bad Cruz
- Ocena
- 4,25 z 5
- Opis
- I would say Dr. Cruz Costello is my archenemy. But that would require acknowledging one another, which we haven’t done in over a decade. He’s the town’s golden child. The beloved quarterback-turned-physician. I’m the girl who got knocked up at sixteen and now works at a diner. He is Fairhope royalty. I get my monarch dose from tabloid gossip. He’s well-off. I’m...well, off. When our siblings get engaged, Cruz’s parents invite both families to a pre-wedding cruise. Except Cruz and I find ourselves stuck on a different ship from everyone else. Cue ten horrible, insufferable days at sea with a man I cannot stand. (My fault, of course.) But when the alcohol pours in, the secrets spill out, and I’m left with one question: Can I take another chance on love?