I’m
discovering who I am in this world. Venturing out on my own, away from
my parents, and finding out what life is really all about. College isn’t
as easy as I thought it would be, especially with my best friend Evan
becoming someone I hardly recognize.
But then I met Gabe. He changed everything. My life will never be the same.
Gabe
I lived my life day to day, waiting for something great to happen.
Then she walked into the coffee house, with her long legs and killer smile. I had to know her. Nothing was going to stop me. She hypnotized me from the moment I laid eyes on her.
And after the first kiss, my fate was sealed to Paisley.
But then I met Gabe. He changed everything. My life will never be the same.
Gabe
I lived my life day to day, waiting for something great to happen.
Then she walked into the coffee house, with her long legs and killer smile. I had to know her. Nothing was going to stop me. She hypnotized me from the moment I laid eyes on her.
And after the first kiss, my fate was sealed to Paisley.
Content
Warning: This book is recommended for ages 17 and up. Adult situations,
including sex, underage drinking, and drugs will be found within these
pages.
Kristy and I found ourselves a
corner. I sipped a little more of my beer, finally getting the bottle a
little more than halfway gone. Nursing the drink probably wasn’t the
best idea, but as long as I kept this in my hand, I didn’t feel like
such a loser. Maybe my friends were right. It was time to quit taking
the easy route. I needed to have fun.
“Who is that hot guy? I think he’s checking you out.” Kristy poked my side.
I followed her gaze. Gabe.
“Go talk to him.” She pushed me.
“I, uh, I already did.”
Her eyes lit up. “Seriously? Well, who is he?”
I shrugged. “I met
him before work at a coffee shop. He stared at me the whole time. Then
tonight, when he got here, he watched me like he is now.” I should feel
self conscious, but I didn’t. “As I waited for you, he came and talked
to me, but Evan chased him away. To be honest, he’s freaking me out a
little.” Kind of, but he intrigued me so much more.
“He can’t keep his eyes off of you.”
She was right. Even
as he spoke to the guy with him, his eyes never left me. My heart raced.
I honestly didn’t know what to think. It wasn’t like I’d never dated
before. I’d had a few boyfriends in high school, but nothing serious.
“Go talk to him,” Kristy pressed.
“Who?” Evan showed up at just the right time. Go figure.
“No one,” I said quickly.
“She’s being silly. That guy.” Kristy pointed. Great, now he knew we were talking about him.
“She needs to stay
away from him.” Evan put his arm around me again, only now he put a
little more weight against me. If I didn’t think he’d fall, I’d have
moved.
Kristy stared at Evan’s arm a moment then asked, “Why? He’s hot.”
“I don’t know. But my roommate says he’s trouble.”
Of course he was. He parked his bike wherever he wanted. “I need to use the restroom. Hold my drink.” I handed it to Kristy.
I wandered around the
house. It was two stories, surely they had a restroom down here, but I
didn’t find one. I headed up the creaky stairs. Sounds of groaning
welcomed me at the top, making me giggle. Some people were having a lot
of fun.
After using the
restroom, I checked my appearance in the mirror. I turned by head back
and forth. Maybe I did need to let my hair down. Tugging the elastic
out, I let my long locks fall over my shoulder. I fluffed it with my
fingers. The crease wasn’t so bad, and besides, more than half the
people here were drunk. They weren’t going to care how my hair appeared.
I left the bathroom and stopped in my tracks. Leaning against the opposite wall was Gabe.
“Uh, hey again.” I grinned awkwardly.
“Having a good time?”
“I guess.”
A girl walked up
wobbly, holding the wall the whole way. She pushed me out of the way,
slamming the bathroom door. Now I stood close to him. Near enough I
could touch him if I wanted.
“You sure that guy isn’t your boyfriend?”
I nodded. “Positive.”
“He comes across like he is.” His blue eyes bore in to mine.
“Well, he isn’t. Why would I lie?”
He shrugged. “Walk with me.”
I glanced around. We
were upstairs, and there wasn’t anywhere to go. I knew once I went down
stairs and Evan saw, he’d stop us. “It’s not a good idea.”
“Why?”
I leaned closer to him, inhaling his intoxicating scent and said, “From what I hear, I should stay away from you.”
He chuckled. “Is that so? And what do you think?”
I think I should see where he wants to take me, but I didn’t say that. “I don’t know you.”
“Then get to know me. Come on. One little walk. What could go wrong?”
The bathroom door opened and the drunk girl reemerged. “Awesome party!”
I laughed and watched as she concentrated on walking. Poor girl. I hoped she made it down the stairs.
“So?” He raised an eyebrow.
It was tempting. Take
a walk with him, talk, get to know him, and find out why everyone
thought he was trouble. “I think I’m going to pass.”
The cutest smirk I’d ever seen appeared on his face. “Paisley, you’re really going to make me work, aren’t you?”
The sound of my name on his lips was like music. “How did you know my name?” That was stupid, he could’ve asked someone.
“From the coffee shop when you got a drink.”
“Oh, yeah.”
He reached out and
brushed a lock of hair from my face. My breath caught when his fingers
lightly touched my skin, and I swear every nerve was on end.
“I like a good challenge.” He walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless.
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4 comments:
I read the exerpt and it sounds intriguing!
I haven't read it yet, but read the exerpt. It sounds very good. Looking forward to it.
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