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Mia has grown up bickering with Ethan for as long as she can remember. He's her childhood best friend, her go-to punching bag, and the person she's most comfortable extorting for expensive sneakers.
She has never once thought of him as anything else.
Then she wakes up in a hotel room on her nineteenth birthday — next to him — and everything starts to feel slightly different.
It's not love. Obviously. Ethan is annoying. He's too tall, too mouthy, and constitutionally incapable of giving a compliment. She would never.
Except his phone passcode is her birthday. He bought those sneakers ten days before she asked for him. And the way he looked at her in a photograph she found by accident—
Mia is in trouble, and she just hasn't admitted it yet.
*Two names that form an idiom. One story that was always going to end like this.*
