It all starts with a bucket list and a romance novel. .

. I've known Ryder McAdams my entire life.

We're neighbors and our families are besties. He's also friends and teammates with my younger brother, Maverick.

But Ryder and me?We've never been close. In fact, I've always gotten the distinct impression he doesn't like me very much.

He goes out of his way to ignore me. Know what makes it worse?The electricity that hums in the air every time our gazes collide.

It sizzles through my body until I feel it in the tips of my fingers and toes. Whoever said that you can't control who you're attracted to was, unfortunately, right.

I've done my best to stomp it out. We've been at Western for three years and only come in contact when forced to interact.

He's busy partying it up and getting it on with his fangirl club. I've spent most of my college experience studying at the library so I can apply to the med school of my choice.

One drunken night changes everything when Ryder takes me home and finds the bucket list I wrote before freshman year. Know how many things I've ticked off since then?Zero.

Zilch. Nada.

For some strange reason, Ryder decides he'll be the one to help tackle each item before graduation. That would be all fine and good, except there's some pretty schmexy stuff on there.

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Like the big O. .