๐ช๐ถ๐น๐น ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฟ๐น ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐บ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ฒ?
๐ฐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐-๐๐๐ ๐๐๐-๐๐-๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐ ๐ ๐๐-๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 12๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!
I canโt move. Iโm rooted to the black and white linoleum tile on her floor as I stare at her. My chest rises, inhaling gulps of air. She took off her hat at the door, or somewhere, and pulled her hair out of her ponytail. Gleaming brown, copper, and blonde strands spill around her shoulders. Three colors in anyoneโs hair should be over the top, but on her itโsโฆ
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My eyes scan over her face, clearly lit by the florescent lights in the apartment.
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Adrenaline hits my bloodstream. Swaying on my feet, I right myself with effort.
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Sheโsโholy shitโthe girl from the bonfire.
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Same face, petite body, and fierceness.
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I had the hints at the Pig, then the parking lotโฆ
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That night from three years ago rushes at me, playing back in my head: the movement of her hips, the dandelion on her napeโฆ
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โWhen can I see you again?โ I blurt.
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โWhat?โ Confusion mars her features, her nose scrunching. โAre you crazy? Iโm not one of your kittens!โ
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Iโm barely registering what she says.
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Maybe I am crazy.
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Sheโsโฆhere.
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Right here.
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I try to speak and fail.
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She nibbles on her bottom lip. Itโs lush and a pale pink color. I remember the fullness of her mouth, how she melted against me...
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โWe canโt stand each other. I donโt know you,โ she adds.
I swallow.
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Ohโฆ
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Oh, she doesnโtโฆ I exhale gustily.
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โYou donโt remember me,โ I murmur incredulously, more to myself than her.
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She pauses for a second, frowns, looks away, then shrugs.
I huff out a breath. Iโm used to girls knowing me by the way I walk from clear across campus, or at least thatโs what they say.
How could she forget?
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I read the uncertainty on her face as she darts her gaze back to me.
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Sheโsโฆ God, she has no clue.
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I tore that party up looking for her, staked out the freshman girl dorms for a month, asking about her, describing her. I even checked out the dance studio on campus, all while enduring the trash talking the team tossed my way, the kissy noises they made.
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She doesnโt know that Iโve compared every girl I met to her, and they always came up short! All over a kiss!
๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ฒ-๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐, ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฐ๐น๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐๐ผ๐ป!
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This was my first book in the series and I enjoyed it so much. Everyone thinks they know Dillon McQueen the handsome star quarterback for Waylon University but they truly don't. Dillon is missing his brother and more importantly the love of his parents. He's extremely smart and not your typical jock. The famous "curse" of Waylon U has Dillon searching for his soul-mate for 3 years after that exceptional kiss at the famous bon-fire. Until he gives up... and there she is!!!! I love the chemistry between Dillon and Serena and the banter between these two is so good! Now I need to go back and check out the other guys from Waylon U!
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