I'm Not Your Type

"We just aren't meant for each other." I say, trying to pry his grip off my wrists.

"But maybe we are." He breathes, leaving a kiss on my neck. "Stop fighting it." He looks me in the eye before walking away. I wish I had the balls to slap him right then and there, but something about him makes me want to drool and stare.

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Meet Leda. Not much of an innocent college student. When leaving her home in Los Angeles, she moves into an apartment with her bestfriend in the bay area-San Francisco-and goes to school at SF State. When an accident happens, who knew she would meet someone that would possibly change her life?