About NOT SO NICE GUY
“Oh my god. Who is that?”
I get asked this question a lot.
“Oh him?” I reply. “That’s just Ian.”
Just Ian is the biggest understatement of the century. Just the Mona Lisa. Just the Taj Mahal. Just Ian, with his boring ol’ washboard abs and dime-a-dozen dimpled smile.
Just Ian is…just my best friend.
We’re extremely close, stuck so deep inside a Jim-and-Pam-style friendzone everyone at work assumes we’re a couple—that is until one day, word spreads through the teacher’s lounge that he’s single. Fair game. Suddenly, it’s open season on Ian.
He should be reveling in all the newfound attention, but to our mutual surprise, the only attention he seems to want is mine.
He’s turning our formerly innocent nightly chats into X-rated phone calls. Our playful banter sports a new, dangerous edge.
I want to assume he’s playing a prank on me, just pushing my buttons like always—but when Ian lifts me onto the desk in my classroom and slides his hands up my skirt, he doesn’t leave a lot of room for confusion.
I’m a little scared of things going south, of losing my best friend because I can’t keep my hands to myself. So, I’m just going to back away and not return this earth-shattering kiss—oh who am I kidding?!
Goodbye Ian, ol’ buddy, ol’ pal!
Helloooo mister not so nice guy.
5 Fantastic Stars!Review by Lisa Kane
There are very few books Ms. Grey has written that I have not loved...this one....over the moon!
Sam is best friends with Ian Fletcher. They are both teachers-he teaches AP Chem and coaches soccer, she teaches journalism and helps with the school paper. She's twenty-seven, he's in his early thirties. They both started teaching at the same school three years ago and they are inseparable.
Ian and I became friends three and a half years ago, close to 1300 days if some loser out there was keeping count.
Both Ian and Sam have been in relationships over the last three years, but there's always drama with their partners about their besties. Whenever they've been forced to choose-they will choose each other every time.
In past relationships, it was always the same ultimatum: girlfriend or Sam. I always chose Sa, and they always followed through on their threat to leave.
Most of their friends have married or moved so they have each other. They have West Wing Wednesdays, share a subscription to Blue Kitchen, spend every weekend together...you get the picture.
Almost every one at work assumes they have been dating forever...that is until Sam sets one of them straight. Open the floodgates...
"You've been dating for years!"
"No, no, Ian and I are just friends."
Gaping mouths shift into curling pleased grins. My words are a waving checkered flag. Game on.
It seems all the teachers at school have been holding back on their interest in Ian. But now that they know he's single and free to mingle...
And it's not just the female teachers trying to score with Ian, it seems the male faculty are now free to pursue Sam. Women after Ian, men looking for info to connect with Sam. It's a world gone mad and just may force these two to admit to each other what they secretly have always felt. All this testosterone sniffing around Ian makes him a master at sabotage.
He frowns, bummed. I want to feel bad for the guy, but I don't. You know what's hard? Try having a crush on her for three years and then come talk to me.
Along with all friends to lovers plot line, there is some fantastic humor. This author is the master of zingers.
"You look like an American Girl Doll named Chastity."
"What a nice spring day it is," I say wistfully. We pass a window and it's pouring outside. Tree limbs fly this way and that. A small tornado tosses screaming livestock here and there.
I'll have the moral high road while he explores each of my immoral low roads.
But what happens when one person is ready to take the next step and one is dragging their feet?
"What version is that?"
The edge of her mouth tips up.
"The nice guy-or rather, the not so nice guy. You walked right by me in the hallway yesterday. You skipped our on lunch in the teachers' lounge. You know I overslept on Monday because you didn't call me?"
I highlighted so many favorite parts a real highlighter would have run dry. So many funny lines. So much sweet angst!
"Everyone at school wants you," she whispers, eyes wide. "You're mine, and you don't even know it. I've never told you."
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About R.S. Grey
R.S. Grey is the USA Today bestselling author of thirteen novels, including THE FOXE & THE HOUND. She lives in Texas with her husband and two dogs, and can be found reading, binge-watching reality TV, or practicing yoga! Visit her at rsgrey.com
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