always seemed to come up when people were drinking and swapping stories and I got red-faced and ran away to the bathroom when everyone started talking about their first times.

“How many times have I told you, I’m set. It will happen when it’s supposed to happen.”

“Don’t give me that fairy godmother, dreams come true shit. We don’t need to find your prince charming. Just a non-skeezy guy to do you a service. Think of him as… a plumber. For your vagina.” She scraped the bottom of the container for the last few croutons.

“A plumber? Have you ever seen a sexy plumber? Outside of a porno?” One of the other things my friends had done to try and make me want to have sex was make me watch it. I’d only lasted about five minutes when I had to run away and beg them to shut it off. Seeing other people… doing things like that? I didn’t understand how anyone could find that sexy. Plus, the girls were like, unbelievably flexible. No way I could contort myself like that.

I’d been branded as a prude from then on.

“Why are you so hung up about it? I know you have a little battery friend.”

“Yeah, so? Just because I’m a virgin, I’m supposed to not know about my own body?” Hazel had also surprised me a time or two when I thought I was alone. “I have a sex drive, Haze. Being a virgin doesn’t stop me from having sexual feelings.”

In fact, I probably had more than the average girl, just because they were so… pent up.

“We just need to take those sexual feelings and transfer them to something with a penis. A real life penis. With a boy attached to it.”

I shook my head and went to take a shower.

About the author:

Chelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker, vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing, she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting. She has a degree in journalism from the University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just as weird as she is.

Praise for The Only One

It's full on panty throwing, puddle of goo, fetal position rocking action kinda love for that boy!- Ava at Book Nerds Anonymous

Readers will swoon over John Boy. His protectiveness mixed with his unbridled passion for the heroine left em fanning myself page after page -Christine Lee, author of All of You

The Only One will keep you up all night! - Brenda Rothert, author of Stripped and the Now series.

The Only One is a powerful and addictive story that had me laughing, crying, and squealing like a teenage girl! - Amy at The Reading Realm

Vernon takes a serious topic and gives everyone affected compassion and love from unexpected places. - Lisa at A Life Bound By Books

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