With all my best friends off the market, it's time that I, Tori Sussex, join them. So where better to find my future husband than the internet? It's great. I get to get all the awkward stuff out of the way and already know if I'm going to like the guy before we meet in person. It's a shame nothing's ever that simple. My relationship with Colton Lane, my best friend's brother, is the very definition of complicated-dirty little no-strings-attached hook-ups we've somehow managed to keep secret from all our friends for the past six months. We're bound to get caught, and if I'm serious about dating, I only have one choice: call it quits, end our little covert booty calls for good, tell him my parking space is off-limits to him. It should be easy. It should be simple. And I'm sure it would be... if only I wasn't in love with him.
