It's official: I'm the last single woman standing.
My friends all found love thanks to our One Last First Date pact. Me? I've tried everything, right down to speed dating four men in one night, and let's just say Cupid and I are no longer on speaking terms.
But then there's Ryan Jones.
Handsome, charming, and frustratingly perfect... when he's not sending me wildly mixed signals. One minute he's rescuing me like some kind of Norse god, the next he's acting like I'm just his sister's friend.
Cool. Totally fine. Love that for me.
Except... not fine. Not even a little bit.
Because I've been in love before, and it ended badly. The last thing I need is to fall for another man who might not choose me back.
But when Ryan kisses me, everything changes.
Now I'm stuck wondering, is he my last first date, or just another heartbreak waiting to happen?
Read if you love: Friends to loversUnrequited love / pining heroineHot mess / emotionally unavailable heroMixed signals / will-they-won't-theySmall-town caf settingStrong female friendshipsDating disasters (including speed dating)Rescue moment with a swoony kissHealing from past heartbreakLast single friend standing