"You are my home"
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Samantha Jones is a privileged girl who comes from a good wealthy family. She is a nineteen year old college student with her life planned ahead of her.
When she's not at her ballet rehearsals, working towards the most important recital of her career or at her weekly piano lessons, Samantha still finds time to find comfort in a book or spend time with her parents.
She is used to feeling pressured to be perfect until music gets in the way. Samantha found Jacob Simpson, a charismatic and mysterious boy who plays guitar for a living.
He lives freely without any rules and shatters her plans.
Will their passion be stronger than everyone who tries to set them apart?
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"Don't you miss home?" He asks trailing my cheekbone with his callused fingertips.
"No." I answer truthfully. During my nineteen years of living in that small town, I have never felt that I fitted there anyway.
"You?" I ask him getting distracted by his touch.
"I've never had a home. Not before I met you. You are my home, Sam." Jacob whispers. I feel his words running through me and warming up my chest.
"And you are mine."
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