Falling for Josh Carter

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slowed t

ir brushing against my skin. The next, I heard the screech of tires, the

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inst my ribs, my breath caught somewhere in my throat, and i

that sent me colliding against a solid chest. A rush of warmth. The scent of some

ling, my hands fisting

deep and rich, laced wi

my gaze

en on the verge of crum

Devastatingly, u

eyes-God, those eyes. A shade of hazel so intense it felt like they could see right through me. His li

voice barely above

tepping away like I was nothing more than a momentary inconvenience. H

ike that, he

pulse still erratic, watching as he walk

cked the air from my lu

ghost of where his shirt had been, my mind replaying the deep tim

yself. You're bein

d disappeared, I forced my legs to move a

.........

cing when I walked th

nts in my head-the screech of tires, the strong arms that had yanked me

to stop thinking

ignore. He had barely looked at me, barely acknowledged me, yet my mind was trapped in the memory of his hazel eyes, the w

. You're being

ee my brother, Ryan, sprawled on the couch watching basket

e last several hours trying

ouch. Laughing

lammed against my ribs so ha

The.

him, an easy grin playing on his lips as he clinked a beer bottle against Ryan's. His hair was still

nsing my presence,

those same goddamn ha

ond, time

as the weight of his gaze pressed against my skin. Did he recognize

her slightly, like he

hen-n

mpletely indifferent. Detached. Like I was just

dn't even

wisted into

he internal meltdown I was having. "Finally hom

ady kn

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