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He’s tainted.
He’ll never give you the future you deserve.
We taught you better.
He has a criminal record.
You let his dirty hands touch you?
Shaking the evil from my mind, I tightened my grip on the leather steering wheel and tried to enjoy the late, summer sunset.
Every time I blinked, I saw Easton’s gorgeous, soul-sucking eyes. Their clear, hypnotizing blue drawing me in, hook, line, and sinker.
His smile, perfectly white teeth that shined in the darkness of his bedroom, our skin glowing under the moonlight that streamed through his windows.
His burning touch, setting my skin aflame, my soul rising to meet his with every gentle stroke of his fingers or brush of his soft, full lips.
Heat crept up my neck, fanning across my cheeks at the memory of him. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, clenching my thighs at the heat coiling in my stomach. Goosebumps blazed a trail across my skin, and I squirmed in my seat.
Was our connection purely sexual? Or was it more?
I thought back to the way he held me this afternoon in his bed after making love to me. How he wrapped his big arms around me and listened to me talk about my parents. His strength never wavered, only surrounding me. “You deserve better, my sweet little bird,” he’d whispered in my ear, his lips kissing anything they could touch, soothing an ache so deep in my soul, I wept until I fell asleep.
Parking in the student lot at my dorm, I entered the quiet building. Everyone was either out for dinner or preparing for the next day. I stuck my key in the lock of my room and prayed Kennedy was out with her boyfriend tonight.
Stepping into our shared space, I checked her bed first, and lying there, hair a mess, makeup smudged under her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks, sat my roommate.
“Kennedy, what’s wrong?” I shut the door behind me, surveying the mess surrounding her. She had wrapped herself in a big blanket, her small body hidden beneath baggy pajamas, so unlike the girl I’d come to know.
“Aaron cheated on me!” she wailed. Grabbing a tissue from the box next to her, she blew obnoxiously loud into the paper. “He actually kissed another girl,” she cried, continuing to blow her nose.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I crossed the small room and settled on the edge of her bed, wrapping my arms around her and offering my strength.
“I just can’t believe he’s embarrassed me like this. I have to show my face tomorrow on campus,” she cried into my shoulder, her tears wetting my skin.
“It’ll be okay. You have me,” I tried to comfort her, but she shook her head.
“My face is going to be so swollen. My eyes. Oh, God, they are going to look terrible!”
Trust this girl to be crying over her appearance tomorrow.
“Then stop crying and do one of those face masks,” I suggested, and she pulled away from me.
“You’re a genius, Harley! Why didn’t I think of that?” She jumped from the bed, running into the bathroom. I heard the water running from the sink faucet. “Oh, God, my face!” she shrieked, and I cringed.
Flopping back onto her bed, I closed my eyes while I waited for her.
“Okay, spill all the beans. You’re glowing, which means you’ve just had the best sex of your life.” She jumped onto the bed, making me bounce up, and I groaned, looking up at her. She was wearing a ridiculous face mask, her hair neatly pulled back into a perfect ponytail.
“It was the best sex of my life.” She laughed and slapped my leg.
“Tell me all about him. Is it the guy you’ve been writing all those letters to?” I sat up, looking at her in shock, and she grinned sheepishly. “You didn’t think I noticed, huh? I might have snooped on a few of them.” She blushed, averting her gaze. “He sounds like a catch.”
“You read my letters?” My jaw dropped at her little nod. “How long have you known?”
“About six months. Please don’t be mad.” She reached for my hand and squeezed it with both of hers. I struggled to hold in my laugh at her strange appearance but manage to mask my expression for her sake.
“I’m not. Just shocked. How much do you know?”
