Travis Maddox? Jesus, Abby, since when did you start fishing in the deep end?” Finch said with disapproving eyes. What’s with the third degree?” I said. The questions were drifting from small talk to personal, and I was beginning to get uncomfortable. Travis leaned so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek. “I’m sorry… did I offend you in some way?” Travis spun the empty chair beside me and sat, resting his arms in front of him. “So you’re the Pigeon, huh?”

First let me start by saying that I had the hardest time to decide on the rating for Beautiful Disaster.In 2012, Warner Bros. Entertainment optioned the film rights for Beautiful Disaster, [3] [4] but the project never went into development and the Warner Bros. option ended May 13, 2014. In 2020, it was optioned by Voltage Pictures, production began in 2021 with Roger Kumble directing, and Dylan Sprouse, Rob Estes and Virginia Gardner in the cast. [5] The whole weekend turned out to be one giant round of excruciating foreplay, and if he doesn't stop stalling and give me some relief pretty damn pronto, there's going to be a girl-parts rebellion the likes of which he's never seen. I'm wound tighter than Jane Fonda's latest facelift, goddammit.”

America pulled the gum from her mouth in a long string. “You’re only making it worse by brushing him off. He’s not used to that.” I don’t mind being friends, but that doesn’t mean you have to try to get in my panties every five seconds.”After America met Shepley at freshman orientation, she frequently accompanied him to the secret fights held in different basements of Eastern University. Each event was hosted in a different spot, and kept secret until just an hour before the fight. America followed me into my dorm room and then sneered at my roommate, Kara. I immediately peeled off the bloody cardigan, throwing it into the hamper. No you haven’t,” America said, before realizing her mistake. “Oh… er… that’s right, I forgot you grabbed a… pizza? Before we left.” I don’t need your help. I can write a paper.” I wanted to leave it at that. I should have left it at that, but this new side of him he’d revealed gnawed at my curiosity. “You can’t find something else to do for a living? Less—I don’t know—sadistic?” From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of It Starts with Us and It Ends with Us comes a passionate tale of friendship, betrayal, and romance.