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Make Me Yours
Unravel Me series Book 2
BY KENDALL RYAN
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
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First published by Kendall Ryan Books 2014
First published in Great Britain by Harper 2015
Copyright © Kendall Ryan 2014
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Source ISBN: 9781479318865
Ebook Edition © April 2015 ISBN: 9780008134013
Version 2015-04-13
Contents
No matter how you sliced it, being the third wheel sucked. I scooted to the opposite edge of the picnic blanket, eager to distance myself from Ashlyn and Aiden’s very public display of affection. I reached my limit when Aiden leaned over my friend and hand fed her a strawberry, kissing her lips as she chewed.
Gag me.
They’d been dating for a year now after meeting during an amnesia research study. Aiden was the patient and Ashlyn, as a fellow Ph.D. student, was studying him. It was considered risqué at the time, but I’d come to accept that they were good together. That didn’t mean that they weren’t sometimes nauseating to be around. I put up with it because I loved Ashlyn like a sister, and she was happy. However that didn’t mean I needed to be cock-blocked by them at every turn. And the cutie playing football in the park with his equally delicious friend was my next victim.
I threw a grape at Ashlyn to get her attention. She was somewhat distracted, with her tongue currently lodged inside Aiden’s mouth. The grape bounced off the back of her head and she turned to me, confused.
‘Hey, look at that fine piece of man meat. Two o’clock.’ I tilted my head, motioning to her right.
Ashlyn snuck a glance and grinned. ‘The blonde? Blue shorts?’
I nodded.