Maybe You by Briar Prescott

Wren:
These days I’m a keeper: 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.