Chapter 1

My ideal lover would be a guy who is not in a hurry to get laid, loves literature and books, and is polite.

My sister says that such men are extinct in the 21st century. She accused me of always daydreaming about nerd stuff, which is why I still haven’t cashed in my v-card.

I mean, why should I? I’ve never been in love before. I’m just waiting for something more intimate.

But I’m living in a fairy tale now that Daniel has shown up. We’ve been dating for a few months now after falling in love at first sight at a bookstore.

He’s thoughtful and attentive and a good listener, which is often the role I play – after all, my specialty is counseling. He doesn’t try to push me to go too far too fast, which sets him apart from other guys and suits my own pace perfectly.

Today, in the bookstore where we first met, I take a sip of my cappuccino as I look over my boyfriend’s tall, lanky form, his curly chestnut hair falling into his green eyes. Daniel always dresses so nicely, today in perfectly-pressed grey pants, a shining silver watch at his wrist.