Throbbing for the Lumbersnack by Lyssa J Cole

I’d never forgotten her.
My childhood bff. My first crush. My first love.
The only girl who had my heart and took it with her when she went.
Until there she was, at my friend’s wedding, now a gorgeous curvy woman with the brightest smile in the room, and still very much single.
See, we’d made a pact all those years ago. One in which we agreed to marry each other at thirty if we weren’t with someone else.
It looked like our time was up. And I planned on cashing in.
Peyton was mine. And she wasn’t getting away this time.