A chance encounter at a Vegas night club with a Hollywood super star turned hero flips Novella's brand new yet boring life upside down. Moving across the country from her overbearing mother will prove to be much more of a life change than she origin...
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'We are all a little broken and that's okay.'
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I swear I hear my name being called as I walk away—but know it has to be a figment of my imagination. All my friends were at the table, no one else would call out for me.
We finally reach the table where Emma gracefully slides in and me after. I tap my foot against the tile floor as I think about my encounter with Sebastian Stanford. I know I had to look like a complete baffoon with my lack of finesse. Mother would be sourly disappointed in me.
I take a sip of my drink and mentally roll my eyes at the thought of mother finding out about all this. She was against me going to Vegas, hypocritical really, considering she used to party in Vegas before she married my dad. I'm as far from being a partier than anyone, but I couldn't help my best friend being the most stubborn woman to walk the earth. When she had her mind set on something she was just like a freight train, and for some reason she found dragging me to Vegas a necessary event.
"Good gravy that man is a snack." Emma succumbs to the word we had both once despised, but I could now understand and appreciate the meaning behind it. That phrase was created for moments like these—he was a snack.
I raise an eyebrow at her, "More like a five course meal that keeps you sated for days..."
She chokes on her drink as I stare off dreamily into the distance. The alcohol is making me temporarily forget the utter fool I made of myself only moments before. Very temporarily.
A body slides in beside me, his musky, expensive cologne strikes me mute once again. I slowly turn my head and subtly pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. His azure eyes greet me twinkling above his charming smile.
"H-hi." I manage to stutter out.
"Hey Novella..." my name on his lips has me drooling—thankfully not literally. "You ran away so fast before I didn't get to talk to you."
