These days I’m a I keep to myself, keep busy, and keep my head down.Until him.Sutton Holland. Annoying, arrogant, spoiled man-child extraordinaire.And he’s not even trying to hide any of it.He says he’s shallow.That he’s blunt to the point of offensive.That I shouldn’t like him.So I don’t.At first.But then I accidentally get to know him.And the more I see, the more I start to suspect that maybe he’s not so arrogant, spoiled, and shallow after all.That maybe he’s just a really good liar.And that maybe—maybe—he’s everything I never knew I was looking for.