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She was not surprised by what she saw. In the course of two years, his status had changed from are you a fruit, because Honeydew you know how fine you look right now to babe, your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon. His hair was still that dark chocolate colour, still in the style that reminded her of Zac Efron post High School Musical. The eyes that matched the colour of his hair, still managed to make her tingle in places she shouldn’t be and oh my god she thought to herself, that voice. It was low and deep, and she knew that he was making it smoother than cream, just to get a reaction out of her.
Leo slid off his barstool and slowly sauntered his way over to Grace. He compared the image of the sixteen year old in his head to the living, breathing eighteen year old standing a couple of metres away from him. She hadn’t grown a centimetre he smiled to himself, but she sure as hell had grown in other places. As the thought entered his head, he let out a low groan. Those curves and breasts would definitely be the death of him.
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Leo recently transferred back to his home city for Uni. He's still as hot and loveable as Grace remembered, but this time she's got her own problems going on and won't shed another tear over him.
Just a bit of a chicklit, if you're into romance and chick flicks then I think you'll like this one :) There are times when it's a little bit cliche, but I honestly couldn't help myself.
Enjoy xoxo
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.