Synopsis

When Abigail wakes up in the aftermath of her first party with her first hangover, she's hoping she's missing a key feature to go along with it; her virtue. But not only is it still thoroughly intact, Hunter West, her high schools most gorgeous enigma, is the one giving her the reality check.

She wants to forget everything about that night, mostly, she wants to forget the proposition that comes out of her mouth the morning after the whole ordeal. For Hunter West to teach her... everything. About being intimate and finding a relationship, something she was pretty sure he'd ironically never had himself. Girl was a language Hunter only learned off a mattress so that he could avoid it. And he did, excellantly, without much remorse.

But it's a deal too good for him to pass up, and he clearly had no intentions of doing so, and no intentions of letting her either. Abby was pretty used to getting herself in to uncomfortable situations, so she wasn't totally surprised when it blew up in her face. This had to be, however, the first time she'd ever persuaded someone to do it for her.

Life was about to get abundantly more interesting then she could have ever imagined, and it was safe to say, a lot less comfortable...