PROLOGUE
GAVIN
“Well, it’s official. I’m joining a convent.”
The bartender scoffs with an eye roll as she sets a shot in front of the brunette bombshell I’ve been eyeing. “You’re too dramatic for your own good.”
The soon-to-be nun downs the clear liquid and makes a face after. “I’m serious. I decided to take a chance and ** for a dating app, and I swear to God…” She pulls her phone from her shorts pocket and unlocks the screen. “Alright, let’s start with Dennis G. Hey, beautiful,” she mimics in a deeper tone. “You like those braids pulled? I’ll be your cowboy and let you ride me for a night.”
I nearly choke on my beer while I hold back my laughter.
“I mean, c’mon!” She groans. “That doesn’t even make sense! You’d have to bend me over to pull my braids like reins, so he’d be riding me
