MATURE CONTENT
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"I'm not expecting declarations of love, nor anything much, really. Hell, I don't even know if I want a relationship. But I can't deny that I want you. Really bad." I admitted it for the first time aloud.
"I think it's pretty out there that we want each other, don't you?" A teasing grin played about his lips.
"So what do you suppose we do about that?" I eyed his lips and sucked in my own.
"Well, you're the first girl that I don't see as a one-time thing so it's not like we do it once and I can just let you go." He said.
"Maybe you won't have to." I proposed.
"We're both obviously not into a relationship right now, and that's why I think it would be best to keep it physical in that sense and we wouldn't damage our friendship because there was never a relationship to squash it."
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With the inability to trust the male population, Sofia Vincenti goes into college with the thought that she would be strictly focusing on school...for a little bit anyway.
Setting up her cousin/roommate, Kristina Vincenti, with Isaac Mulvaney turned out to be a little more complicated since she can't seem to get his best friend, Nathan Stone, out of her mind.
He's sexy, he's sweet -- only to her --, he also just wants to be her friend. Until they realize they want each other, and begin the unhealthy relationship of a friends with benefits.
The real question is: can Sofia really keep her heart out of it, or has she fallen too deep?
"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned.
"I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence.
"Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice.
"I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented.
Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying?
"You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door.
With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second.
"Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat.
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He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before.
Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart?
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