Taylor and I had been friends for a long time growing up next door to each and all but we ruined it all by making the mistake of having a drunken 'moment' when we were at the 6th form prom after party followed by me virtually running away and then almost immediately starting to date Daniel Morton. It was all my fault, I can't deny it I shouldn't have kissed Taylor and I really shouldn't have run away from him when he asked me what I was doing and of course I shouldn't have ever dated Daniel
I told myself at the time that Taylor would be okay and he wouldn't care but I was so wrong he took it all really badly and we hadn't really spoken since.
My dilemma now though, was that my grandma who loves Taylor to pieces and was delighted beyond all reason when, in a moment of utter madness, I told her we were a couple still thinks we're together and now that she's had a fall and become incapable of living alone I can't lie to her about him anymore because she's coming to live with us
I could have been honest hell, I should have been honest about the whole thing but call me stupid many do I lied. I backed myself into a corner and now I had to go crawling to Taylor to ask him this massive favour
This is the seventh book in the Boy Next Door series, with the usual helping of adorable guys, a little drama and just enough naughty bits to keep you turning the pages...