Cocktails aren’t the only thing getting served at Docks Bar.
Lot Webber is unapologetic. Fat, tattooed, resting bitch face. An urban artist thriving in New York, where her snarky T-shirt shop makes hits like Eat Me! I’m Vagitarian. Her life is hip and creative—everything she had hoped it would be. But when her father’s knee surgery calls her back home, she’s stuck running his bar. He’s half the reason she left. The other half is Dyson Jones.
Facing her ex–best friend means pulling every defense: ignore his fine ass and survive the next few weeks.
Dyson “Dice” Jones is all sweet talk and smooth exits. Bartender. DJ. A flirt who never takes life seriously…or so it seems. Lot Webber is the only woman who ever knew the real him.
Now, after five years of ghosting him, she’s back. Curves, chaos, and taking up space in his bar and every damn corner of his brain.
Avoiding each other is impossible. When heated arguments spark a truce and a F-buddies arrangement that’s supposed to be simple, things get messy fast.
A diva rescue cat. A mystery caller from Dice’s past. Family drama. And two people deep in delulu about their real feelings.
Will Lot and Dice keep up the pretense—or finally take a shot on love?
Leigh killed it. Like for real. The chemistry, the spicy scenes, the toys oh the toys!!! The cat—I legit was laughing out loud. The story flows so well and damn good!!! It seriously was her best yet. I couldn’t put it down. I cried, I laughed and wanted more. I could read it again. I can’t stop thinking about it.