What happens when a shy virgin raised in purity culture asks her gorgeous, player best friend to take her V-card? I've been in love with Cole Walker since the first day he walked into class and sat beside me. Who could blame me? Six foot five, gorgeous, and a sweetheart to boot. He's charming enough to get any girl he wants. The plan was to make him fall in love with me, get married, and give him all my firsts. Too bad he's never once looked at me that way. I don't know how to flirt, and I've been stuck in the friend-zone for years. I'm 21 now. And this summer, I'm going to ask him to take my V-card with no strings attached. But when I tell Cole my request, his reaction is not what I expect. He's furious and over-the-top protective. He won't touch me, but apparently no one else can either. It doesn't make any sense. Until we share a kiss that makes the world stand still, and I begin to wonder...maybe I've misread him all along.