Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐞 |
"Oh come on, I didn't know you wanted to play!" Dad bangs on my bedroom door.
"The heck—" My eyes widen in disbelief. "I told you seven times!" I yell.
"I didn't listen." Dad calls back.
"You dragged me from the couch as if were a dead body."
"I just wanted to play with Castle."
"You betrayed me."
"I'm sorry. Please open the door." Dad continues his knocking from the other side. "I'll play with you right now." He offers.
"Suck it," I demand.
His voice gets serious when he speaks. "You can't tell me to suck it, Holly. I'm your father."
"Alright then just go do whatever you'd be doing right now."
"Can you just open the door so I can see you?"
"No."
"Open the door, Holly."
"I'll call Mom!"
"You do not get to pull the mom card." His voice gets deadly serious this time.
Huffing out a breath, I drag myself off my desk chair and open the door. "Yes?"
He shoots me a tiny glare before his eyes soften. "I'm sorry I ignored you."
Deciding not to drag this out, I give him a tired nod. "It's alright."
"Castle was waiting so he could say bye to you."
"He left?" My eyes widen.
Dad nods. "He wanted to give you something."
"What?" I demand.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out something. "He left you this."
My forehead crinkles in confusion as I hold out my hand. Dad drops whatever it is on my palm.
It's a small stone carved into the shape of a lotus flower. It's barely bigger than one inch. I look at the delicate carvings and the detailed painting of this flower.
My eyebrows furrow in confusion. "A lotus? Why would he give me a lotus?"
"Exactly my thought." Dad narrows his eyes, his protective side coming out as he gazes at the stone. "Is that...is that his way of giving you flowers?"
For a long moment, no one says anything.
"Holly." Dad gasps in horror. "Are you...blushing?"
My head snaps up to his. "What? No. Don't be ridiculous."
