Avery

Hiding behind that dumpster seemed important at the time – I couldn’t have someone from my past spotting me, so I’d dived for cover. But now, awaiting someone named Stacia, I question what in the hell I’m doing in Jase’s bedroom. This isn’t me. I don’t follow guys home. I certainly don’t make myself at home on their beds. This is just asking for trouble. And now clearly he has a girlfriend, which makes me look like an even bigger idiot.

Trey leaves and Jase makes no move to explain. Since it’s too late to escape, I wait. A few seconds later, we hear footsteps climbing the stairs to the attic.

A petite girl with long blond hair rounds the corner and her megawatt smile fades as soon as she sees Jase isn’t alone.

“Oh. Hey, Jase,” she recovers and leans down to plant a kiss against his cheek.

God, could this be more awkward? I want to die.

Jase, having perfected his bored-with-life look, nods once at her and then flicks his gaze to mine. “This is Avery. Avery, this is Stacia.”

Stacia turns, but her smile was only reserved for Jase because it fades as she takes me in. There’s something she hates about me being up here with Jase, and the inner bitch inside me enjoys that fact. This girl just reeks of fake, and I’m instantly not a fan.

“I didn’t know you had someone over.” Stacia’s voice goes soft as she turns to Jase.

“Well, I do. Did you need something?” His voice is cool, unemotional.

Damn. This can’t be his girlfriend. Otherwise, he’s a real asshole. Of course I’m dying to know who she is, but I won’t ask. Not sure I could handle hearing that right now. Jase has treated me with nothing but kindness and respect, and I sort of want to continue thinking the best of him.

“No. Just wanted to say hi.” Stacia lifts one shoulder, then drops it and I can’t help but notice the way her chest sticks out when she does. The move is practiced, beyond obvious. God, this girl is annoying me in all of thirty seconds. Before the awkward silence has time to fully descend on us, Stacia bounds over toward me. “You look familiar.”

My heart stops.

Literally ceases to beat in my chest.

I hope to God she has no idea why I look familiar. I pull in a breath and shrug, working to convince myself it’s just a coincidence. She can’t know.

Desperately needing to change the subject, I ask, “How do you and Jase know each other?”

Jase answers for her. “Ex-girlfriend.”

Oh.

“Yeah, some days I’m his ex-girlfriend, some days I’m…what am I exactly, Jase, on those nights you call me and beg me to come over?”

“You wish, Stacia.”

mouth curving into

My stomach cramps.

her with guarded eyes, like she’s a wild

you’re trying to impress your new friend,

He steers Stacia by the elbow toward the

guide her out into the hall.

door is firmly shut, I look at Jase. “Are you sure it’s okay I’m

and crosses the room toward me. “You’re saving my ass right now. So thank you.”

“How?”

She’d hang out

wondering if he doesn’t want company and if I should head out

me from

constant reminder that I’m not as immune to his charms as I’d like. I smile up

Get

down to his bed once again, chemistry crackling between us, no matter how

you can hide out here, so just

his large queen-sized bed. It’s much more plush and

face me. I grab the book from my early childhood development class and bravely settle back against his mountain of pillows. My

what’s your major?”

about you?” For some reason I expect him

because it

do you

run for congress. He’s always been obsessed with politics…so of course he wanted me to major in

And when I told them I wanted to work

either that or something artistic, and since I’m shit at art and just okay at music, I figured psychology was

at least like your

the most interesting thing to me anyway, so

in pissing off your

yeah. He blew

attachment disorder is pretty dry, and Jase’s mouthwatering goodness is right there on display. It’s hard not to sneak glances at him from time to time. A tiny crease marks his brow as he concentrates, and his lips move when he reads – something he makes look both adorable and sexy at the same time.

Stacia’s really

like it. And of course my frat brothers give

like she implied. I force my eyes back to my book and relax into the inviting bedding. After a few moments of trying

that gave birth

birthmom?” I was used to teaching people the correct

the

why don’t

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