I can feel his blue-gray eyes digging into the side of my head. I wipe my sweaty palms on my dress and turn my vision away from the moonlight reflecting onto the ocean off of this balcony.
Sure enough, he is looking right at me, an intense look in his eye.
My mouth feels full of cotton.
How can this man make me feel this way after eight years of not seeing him? Nobody else has ever made me feel like this before, except for him.
"W-why are you looking at me like that?" I whisper.
I'm expecting him to ask me, 'looking at you like what, Darling?'
But he doesn't, and something tells me that he knows exactly what I am talking about.
"Because, you are just so...prepossessing, Darling." He whispers, and his voice sends a chill down my spine. I shiver.
I swallow loudly and drop my gaze to my lap, my hands shaking slightly.
What does prepossessing even mean?
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" He murmurs.
"U-um no." I shale my head slowly.
He stands up abruptly, causing me to look at him.
His body towers over me, his eyes searching my face for something that I'm not quite sure of, and then he holds out his right hand.
"Will you dance with me?"
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Casey Baines has had a difficult life, but unfortunately it's a life that fifty percent of American's endure.
With her parents getting divorced when she was fifteen, she was ripped away from everything she knew.
After her father getting custody of her in the divorce, she moves to Florida with him, leaving the boy she has loved since she was old enough to hold her head up, and everything else behind.
Her mother, her hometown, her school, her friends, her childhood home...and Tyler Griffith.
Eight years later, her mother is getting remarried. Twenty three years old now, she attends a wedding, seeing her Mom for the first time in eight years.
When she locks eyes with a very familiar boy from across the reception, she swears the all of the dancing couples disappear around her.
It's Tyler Griffith.
His faint laugh stopped me in my tracks, my body turning sightly to look at him again. "That was cute. Really, I loved it, but you know I can't just stay away." He said while using air quotations for the last part of his sentence.
My narrowed eyes continued to shoot daggers at him, "and why is that, Grayson? Huh?" I asked in a mocking tone. He rubbed along his jaw while pulling in on his bottom lip, his head lightly shaking from side to side. "What?" I said louder, my patience long gone.
"I live right next door," he deadpanned, "I'm not going anywhere. As far as I'm concerned we're gonna be seeing each other practically every day, so this whole thing about staying away just isn't going to work for you. I don't let things I love go so easily." A chill went down my spine as I watched him walk up the stairs of his porch, "sweet dreams, Cam."
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Eighteen year old, Cameron Woods, is ready to start her senior year alongside her friends and boyfriend, Damon Valero. As summer comes to an end, Cameron prepares for the greatest year of her entire high school experience.
Just a few days before school starts, Grayson Froyer and his family move in next door. Cameron befriends Grayson; introducing him to her friends, while helping him get adjusted to the town.
However, somethings get taken too far, causing Cameron to rethink her new friendship with Grayson. For Grayson, Cameron is everything he needs, and he's going to make her see that.
-Warning-
-contains cussing/language
-mild sex scenes