Stolen Hearts.
f her intercom. She'd been up late binge-watching "Friends" reruns, and the thought of getting
y snapped. She slapped the intercom button by her bed
e speaker. "Get up! You're going to be late! At least show up for attendance.
NYU for fun, not to be tied down by schedules. Her lack of fo
izza, hot dogs, bagels..." Lily coaxed, ticking off item
kye added, peeking
ed. "Deal.
od wasn't her proudest moment, but Lily's coo
Professor Hamilton, Skye raced to campus with Lily i
oice called out as Lily stumbled from the car. A
e school, throwing their weight around campus. She wasn't impressed by their
tly, she'd sleep-driven the whole way. Furious, Lily yanked open the doo
iving again, it'
ould just se
you drive l
-sentence, and tossed her keys to Lily before gracefully exiting the hall. Peace at last, Skye thought.
er eyes contentedly. How long had it been since
less energy. From her vantage point on a pedestrian bridge, Skye smiled at the busy crowd below. In this world, true leisure and freedom were rare comm
amiliar voice interrupted Skye's reverie a
. The woman glared possessively at the admiring glances Jake attracted, w
eys - surely Lily wasn't expecting her to meet potential buyers? Then again,
ed, he whispered something to his date before approaching Skye. He leaned in close, hands r
se, smiling faintly. "
mischief. The sound drew admiring glances from nearby wom
f hair from her face. "I don't like disobedient girls, you
the sultry bombshell meekly
ste. But these easy conquests held little appeal. Common, readily available prizes weren't his style. Still, he couldn't resist the opportu
of intrigue flashed in Jake's eyes, realizing his performance had fallen flat. He studied her for a
e in genuine confusio
ion beyond cool detachment. If even she was in the