"So what, now we're going to live together?" Jamie takes another step towards me. "That's your idea of a good plan?"
Unwilling to back down, I poke a finger at his chest. "This is my family's house. Not yours. I have every right to be here."
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In hindsight, I think I knew ever since that night in the emergency room. Maybe it was because I’d just survived a near-death experience. Maybe it was those painkillers they had me on. Or maybe it was the fact that pulling Amanda’s punching bag out of the ceiling and then having it land on top of me had left me severely concussed.
Whatever it was, that night was the first time things started changing. He was looking at me in that intense way that made his gray eyes go all dark and stormy, the way that meant he was completely focused on me. And even though he was not-so-subtly threatening me, and I still mostly hated his guts at that point, I felt something. That’s when I knew Jamie Keller was going to break my heart for the second time.
And boy, was I right. The worst part is, I let him do it. I may even have broken his heart a little, too.
