Does He Know (Book1.BWWM)

Does He Know (Book1.BWWM)

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*Book 1* Does he know how I feel about him? Does he know that I would do anything for him? Does he know that's he's my definition of perfect? Tyler an Jada have been friends since diaper days.They've never been apart for no longer then a day or two.But now, it's the middle of their junior year in high school an they've barley even been around each other. Tyler has even been dating the schools hottest girl Melanie;Leaving Jada all alone with her feelings towards him. But when someone new steps into the picture Tyler finally realizes that he wants Jada all to himself. Will Jada stick with Tyler or give the new guy a chance?. *bwwm* *Jada's p.o.v*
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