Another night out on the town in New York City with her roommate, what could go wrong? Waking up in a strange bed, stranding me with the bar's known player after a major snowstorm would do it.What's a girl to do when we're snowed in for several days? What's a girl to do when I start falling for the player? What should I do when I'm unsure of which girl I am is of the many romance stories I narrate for a living? Am I the girl being played before the guy finds his true love? Or, am I the girl who gets the guy?"I feel like I'm in the middle of my own twisted, real-life romance story but I'm too scared to know the outcome. Which girl am I? Am I the girl being played who ends up with her heart broken? Or, am I the girl who gets the guy?"(Note: I'm the older sister of Harper from the short story One Kiss that was featured in the Because Beards anthology.)
