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staring, I mean full-on checking him out. It's embarrassing. Although honestly,
ink guys really like being referred to as beautiful, b
pletely
here and stare at him f
uys are-more often than not-egotistical douchebags. Even t
s, but n
ugh all that messy chocolate-colored hair. And don't even get m
a dreamy sort o
rust me,
hletic-looking with long, lean muscles that are showcased in jeans and
sn't my very own p
too gorgeous f
e t
n over me, because I'm definitely not in the market for a boyfri
g to do with
of s
low grin that spills its way dangerous
cr
of perfectly placed d
t-definitely kry
ast as I stare. I'm not the kind of girl who is susceptible
ing its way through me at the notion of walking away, I shut it down before I can make any more di
y beginning to find my bearings. Self-preservation is now the
h. The good-looking ones never are. "So, what did Alex d
s of conversations, I swing away. The sudden need to escape surges its way through me.
artly how I got wrangled into this mess in the first place. If I'm not being forced to join her for a night of heavy drinking and possible hooku
rls who think there is
'll give up and go away. That's usually my go-to wea
ou going to
eath ghosting over my flesh. Little shivers of pleasure laced with fear skitter
ll so effortlessly from me. It's taken the better part of nine months to emotionally deaden myself. Somehow this guy has shot all
not to think abo
surprise will have him backing off. Except he's much closer than anticipated.
hard all that chiseled stren
y running my hands over what
isn't
, he reaches out to steady me
e rather nicely. That's my second go-to line of defense. And since I'm n
ent guys are always the ones who take rejection the hardest? And they certainly like to go right for the jugu
ly an
to a smile. My breath catches again. How can that be just as
head to clear it of the sp
continues to watch me. There's just a hint of
rgeousness crammed into one irresistible package, I rep
m some sort of strange specimen smeared ac
ke my
way in hell I'm getting dragged into a quasi-friendship with this
ust be avoided at all costs. That would be the smartest move to make and I'm a
elief. "So, let me get this straight-you won't tell me what Alex did to upset you and yo
around the crammed, dimly lit room one last time, hoping Brooklyn will magic
rooklyn sighting in a
y nothing to do with the gigantic ass who groped me and everything to d
th the three girls who are still in the process of ripping him a new one. Focusing on that for a moment lightens my mood considerably, because you can just tell those girls have totally committed
That being said, I'm not going to lie, it's kind of a proud moment f
t he deserv
t a public service to all wome
e wel