CHAPTER 10 “Love in an Elevator”
“Things just always get complicated.” – The Ex
After getting pummeled in the face, Hannah’s heart gets pummeled when she’s forced to face The Ex in an elevator—and sort out how she really feels about him. Between her bleeding nose, the painful memories, and his hot bod, she’s reminded of why some things are best left untouched.
CHAPTER 11 “Taller, Prettier, Bustier, Curvier”
“Listen, skinny bitch, everybody’s vain.” – Jack
Hannah desperately needs a makeover, and Jack needs…comfort food. So they escape to Maui for a few days, where Hannah discovers that Lola’s up to more than just a wild romp with her tall Jamaican god—and that being gluttonous with the Mai Tais has its downside. To top off her pitcher of despair, her sister arrives…shaken, not stirred.
CHAPTER 12 “Post Ejaculatory Remorse”
“You’re feeling bad about shagging a slutty stewardess?” – Hannah
Sex is all fun and games until someone gets squirted in the eye. While Jack has second thoughts about his carefree lifestyle, Hannah is at the top of her game with Mr. Smyth—until he pitches a line no woman ever wants to hear. The curveball sends her wallowing into vodka, donut holes…and her seemingly gay neighbor’s arms.
CHAPTER 13 “Oral Fixation”
I don’t think I can ever break up with him.” – Ireland
Every woman loves a man who knows how to get it right…every time. After a day at the nail salon getting an “inside review” of Ireland’s new lover, Hannah and Ireland head to an old friend’s “coming-out” party in West Hollywood. As Hannah ponders the girl who just slipped her a number, her hot hook-up Ben lights one up next to her; meanwhile, Ireland realizes her good ol’ “friend” is still hankering for the good ol’ days.
CHAPTER 14 “Friends With Benefits”
“I know it’s lust, but you still want love.” – Jack
Hannah’s new boss rolls into town, and she’s quite certain her career will never be the same. Of course, neither will things with Ben, after she blows him off to see if she can get her relationship with Mr. Smyth back on track. As she dips into Mr. Smyth’s Jacuzzi however, she realizes she’s dipping into the complicated grey area of friends…with benefits.
CHAPTER 15 “Dr. Big Love”
“I can’t believe you wore stilettos to a picnic.” – Hannah
Big surprises can come in big packages; and big decisions are not always easy. Forced to attend a church picnic, Hannah tries to make the best of it and brings Celeste along. When the picnic turns into attending a wedding with a Superman, Hannah finds herself riddled with doubt over her “friendship” with Mr. Smyth. Meanwhile, Jack finds himself on Hannah’s bad side when he reveals he’s not living alone anymore.
CHAPTER 16 “Racy Fiction”
“Don’t worry, we’re not doing anything bad.” – Mr. Smith
Hannah is shocked and disappointed to learn that Ben has moved out and moved on; but also hopeful that Clark and Chopper’s new roommate will turn out to be a better match. Especially after her tennis game with Mr. Smyth turns from steamy to shivery faster than a department store after a shoe sale. If only she hadn’t found out the facts behind all that fiction…
CHAPTER 17 “The Business of Pleasure”
“A hundred-dollar tip and sex in a Bel Air pool house…it’s quite possibly my best day yet as a bar tramp.” – Ireland
Prancing around with a just-shy-of-twenty-one-year-old may be making Ireland happy, but it’s making Hannah feel like she’s gotten the short end of the stick, so to speak. Lola’s donning her curvy new figure in Scream 4, and Jack’s new roommate seems to be doing wonders for his stifled career. So when Hannah is called in for a late-night tête-à-tête with her enigmatic new boss, she doesn’t decline the invitation.
CHAPTER 18 “Knight in Dark Armor”
“He’s Christian. Christians don’t have sex until they’re married.” – Celeste
Confessions are running amok: Jack reveals his new client is really his old wife; the pool boy makes it clear he has his sights set on Ireland; and Celeste announces she’s flying to Arizona to be with a man. Being whisked away from all the drama seems like the perfect antidote for Hannah…until someone wedges himself in the door unannounced.
