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"Hey- hey, baby, you need to breathe." I reached over with one hand, taking the exit to the highway with the other.
"Come on, take that off."
"Stop, stop," she cried. Her voice was muffled, like glass breaking under a cotton cover. "I don't- I don't want you to see-"
"No, no, come on." I pulled at the blanket. "You look beautiful, baby. You always look beautiful."
She dropped the blanket from her face, sobbing and snotty and mascara-stained and shining with sweat and stress and an amber coca-cola sheen and I felt like I could see every organ pumping in her body. Like her heart was laid out for surgery.
"See," I rubbed my hand on her shoulder, "Beautiful. You're beautiful."
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When Scott returns to his grandfather's mangrove-wrapped shack on the Florida coast, he's expecting quiet days and shark-watching summers-not three shipwrecked girls from the flooded islands sharing Pop's home.
There's Sami, fierce and sun-drenched. Summer, radiant and untouchable. And Selena, who holds her little sister close and looks at Scott like she already knows how it all ends.
As days melt into nights, lemonade into secrets, Scott's soul starts tying itself to theirs-limb by limb, heart to heart.
But the summer is running out, and not everyone will make it to fall.
He thought he came back to escape. Instead, he's found the summer that will change everything...
and the girl he was never meant to love.
First book 🏒.
Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan.
New country. New city. New campus.
And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it.
Her brother's best friend.
Her worst enemy.
And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University.
Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge.
He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older.
And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all.
They're not friends. Definitely not something more.
But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur.
And when hearts get tangled...
Someone's going to fall.
Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.