There are books that are good.
You are a bit interested, plot twists don't surprise you, and if you stop reading it, you'll forget it. There's the occasional love story that's okay and cliche. When the book ends, it's most likely the characters will...
And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him.
"You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways."
It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.
