Perky

One hundred years ago when I was young and impulsive (okay, it was five, alright? Five years ago...) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say... compromising pictures of me.





(Shut up. It made sense at the time).





Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. That's right.





I'm a meme. A really gross one.





You've seen the pictures. And if you haven't – don't ask. And don't look!





As face recognition software online improves, I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares my pictures. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas.





So. I'm done.





It's time for revenge. Let him see how it feels! But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?





Especially when he's a member of the U.S.House of Representatives now?





Getting sweet between the sheets with a congressman is pretty much every political roadie's dream, right? I'm one in a crowd.





Except to this day, he swears he didn't do it. Pursued me for months after I dumped him five years ago. Begged me to take him back.





And I almost did it. Almost. I was weak and stupid and in love a hundred years ago.





Okay. Fine. Five.





But I still have the upper hand. Second chance romance has all the emotional feels, doesn't it?





I can't wait to punch him in the feels.





All I need to do is sleep with him once, take some hot-and-sweaty pics of him in... delicate positions, and bring him down. That's it. Nothing more.





Pictures first. Revenge after. And then I win.





At least, that's how it was supposed to happen. But then I did something worse than sexting.





I fell in love with him. Again.

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Perky

One hundred years ago when I was young and impulsive (okay, it was five, alright? Five years ago...) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say... compromising pictures of me.





(Shut up. It made sense at the time).





Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. That's right.





I'm a meme. A really gross one.





You've seen the pictures. And if you haven't – don't ask. And don't look!





As face recognition software online improves, I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares my pictures. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas.





So. I'm done.





It's time for revenge. Let him see how it feels! But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?





Especially when he's a member of the U.S.House of Representatives now?





Getting sweet between the sheets with a congressman is pretty much every political roadie's dream, right? I'm one in a crowd.





Except to this day, he swears he didn't do it. Pursued me for months after I dumped him five years ago. Begged me to take him back.





And I almost did it. Almost. I was weak and stupid and in love a hundred years ago.





Okay. Fine. Five.





But I still have the upper hand. Second chance romance has all the emotional feels, doesn't it?





I can't wait to punch him in the feels.





All I need to do is sleep with him once, take some hot-and-sweaty pics of him in... delicate positions, and bring him down. That's it. Nothing more.





Pictures first. Revenge after. And then I win.





At least, that's how it was supposed to happen. But then I did something worse than sexting.





I fell in love with him. Again.

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Perky

Perky

by Julia Kent
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Perky

by Julia Kent

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Overview

One hundred years ago when I was young and impulsive (okay, it was five, alright? Five years ago...) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say... compromising pictures of me.





(Shut up. It made sense at the time).





Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. That's right.





I'm a meme. A really gross one.





You've seen the pictures. And if you haven't – don't ask. And don't look!





As face recognition software online improves, I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares my pictures. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas.





So. I'm done.





It's time for revenge. Let him see how it feels! But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?





Especially when he's a member of the U.S.House of Representatives now?





Getting sweet between the sheets with a congressman is pretty much every political roadie's dream, right? I'm one in a crowd.





Except to this day, he swears he didn't do it. Pursued me for months after I dumped him five years ago. Begged me to take him back.





And I almost did it. Almost. I was weak and stupid and in love a hundred years ago.





Okay. Fine. Five.





But I still have the upper hand. Second chance romance has all the emotional feels, doesn't it?





I can't wait to punch him in the feels.





All I need to do is sleep with him once, take some hot-and-sweaty pics of him in... delicate positions, and bring him down. That's it. Nothing more.





Pictures first. Revenge after. And then I win.





At least, that's how it was supposed to happen. But then I did something worse than sexting.





I fell in love with him. Again.


Product Details

BN ID: 2940161236192
Publisher: Julia Kent
Publication date: 07/30/2019
Series: Do-Over , #2
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
Sales rank: 595,502
File size: 2 MB
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