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To say I hadn't planned on falling for her would be an understatement. Hell, I hadn't planned on falling for any girl, ever. I was perfectly happy with my life and the way I did things before she came around. But right from that very first suggestive smirk across the room, she had me hooked. It was something about her, something I had never found before. But she belonged to someone else. My best friend. Jackson was her boyfriend. And he was in love with her. Which meant I could never have her. But she was sitting so close to me right now, her eyes locked on mine with such intensity. I could inhale the sweet vanilla scent of her perfume. I wanted her. And I wanted her all to myself.
"Wesley," She whispers in a low, seductive voice. Her long lashes bat towards me as her hand rests on my bicep.
I swallow hard, my skin tingling where she touched. She'd be a lot easier to resist if she didn't want me, too.
