Dear Boy, You Can't Have Me
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"You think you know all about me, but you don't, you think you can get whatever you want, but you can't." I scoff in disbelief to the tall, half Brazilian boy in front of me. The glint in his dark eyes weighed me down and I can feel his breath softly graze my neck. His mouth curls up into a smirk that catches me off guard.
With a shaky breath I continue, "And dear boy, you cant have me."
His gaze lowers to my lips as he presses his body closer; trapping me between the wall and him. In a deep husky voice he replies, "But would you like to see me try?"
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I hate him. I really, really, actually want to shove his basketball career, his damaged life, and his Greek god of a body down the drain and never have to see him again.
When Rylan Alec moves to my school with a basketball scholarship hanging above his head and the arrogance of a 4 year old, there's no doubt he would capture the heart over every girl here.
But me? Me, Scarlett Shane Anderson? No, no...
Dear boy, you can't have me.
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