Nicole by Carrie Thomas
Series: Dream Girls #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ NA
Publication Date: February 9, 2016
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“Oh my goodness I loved these girls! Carrie’s writing is light, cheerful and fluffy. Yep I said fluffy. You just want to hug the damn book. These three girls will bury themselves in your hearts. I love that all of them are polar opposites.” – Home Is Where the Wine Is Book Blog
“I read this book in 2 days. I could not put it down. I could relate to Piper on an emotional level. The book portrays the struggles of young adults in life and love. The whole series is excellent.” – Amanda Gulley
“Thanks, Nic. I’ve just—oh my God. You had sex!” She pointed at me with one hand and covered her mouth the other.
”What?” I asked looking to Piper for help.
”I can’t believe you slept with Corey Tate and didn’t tell me!” Corey walked in at exactly the wrong moment. “You!” Steph pointed at him.
”What?” Cored asked, clearly confused.
”You de-flowered my best friend, and you have the ball to act like it’s no big deal?”
Corey looked at me, and I just shook my head and looked down. I was so mortified. Just then, Moye walked back in. I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation. It wasn’t like I was ashamed of it. I just didn’t want everyone discussing my lack of virginity. Or the fact that I’d lost it.
“That just happens to be the best fucking night of my very private life,” Corey said. “So if you don’t mind, for the sake of my embarrassed girlfriend, could we just make this day about you and your baby and not discuss our sex life?”
“Corey! You love her . . .” Steph cried.
“Baby, let’s just go get ready for the shower.” Cole led her out of the kitchen. He mouthed sorry to us as he turned the corner.
“I heard the doorbell. Let’s go let more of your guests in.” Piper was talking to Steph, but looked back to Corey and smiled.
“Damn, that was funny.” Moye laughed. “Sorry, Nic.”
“What’s a day in our lives without my being humiliated?” I turned back toward my task at the counter.
Moye turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving us alone. Corey came up behind me while I was scrubbing the counter. “I think you got it.”
“I don’t know how they knew. I didn’t say anything.” I turned into him.
“Baby, you don’t need to. They are your friends, they can tell. The same way Moye was ragging on me outside about being whipped.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“I don’t like to brag, but you’ve had a perma-smile on your face since that glorious night.” I knew when his eyes became glazed over, he was reminiscing.
“Stop thinking about it!” I hit him on the arm.
“You might as well get that out of your head right now. I will never forget it, and I will most likely think about it every minute of every day.” He tugged me close.
“You are such a pervert! Seriously though, thank you for saving me.” I kissed him.
“Always, Ace. Now let’s get this baby shower over with so we can go home and do what I was just thinking about.”
“I am home.” I giggled.
“In my mind, your home is my home. One of these days, I’ll convince you.”
“I’m sure you will.” I poked his abs.