I’ve been making a to do list. Everything that I’ve ever seen or read or heard about that sounds like fun but I’ve never done. And I want to do these things with you. I know a gorgeous guy like Clay couldn’t possibly be interested in me—the awkward, chubby girl. But he definitely knows how to kiss me senseless. I can’t help thinking that he’s the perfect guy to help me mark off all the items on my list, including losing my V-card at last.