Suite Two-Thirteen

Suite Two-Thirteen

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I kicked the leaves up as we walked along the sidewalk. For being the middle of June there was still plenty of leaves left on the ground, as if they were left behind during the fall and were trying to catch up. As we continued our walk we came a crossed a man on a bench, guitar in hand. He shoots us a smile before breaking out a find tune on his instrument. The sound of the music puts me in a dancing mood. I stretch out my hand to Owen. He raises his chocolate brows, his turquoise eyes narrowing at my outstretched hand. I let out a cackle. "Dance with me." Looking at my hand once again, his eyes meet mine as his white teeth press down on his lower lip. I swallow hard. He has got to stop doing that. "Right here, right now?" He finally speaks. I nod, widening my smile. He laughs. "You're crazy, you know that?" He still hasn't taken my hand. I shrug. "Says the one who kissed a random girl at a hotel." A smirk forms at the corners of his mouth. Biting on his lowest lip yet again, he considers this. "Fair enough." With that, he takes my hand and twirls me into him. I feel his hands slide down to my waist as we both sway to the music. [Rank: #490 in ChickLit] [Rank: #29 in Spontaneous] [extended summary inside]
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"I knew if I wanted a relationship, I should find someone else. But I didn't want anyone else and I still don't." I managed to take his arm from around my waist without waking him up. Sighing with relief I was about to move closer to the edge of the bed but he grabbed me again, muttering something in his half asleep state. I tried to release his grip again but he woke up, grinning as soon as he seen me. His sleepy blue eyes looked at me. "Where are you going?" his grin widened. "I have to go." I whispered quietly, looking around the room. I really did have to go, I was supposed to be staying away from him wasn't I? The sun hadn't come up yet, it was still in the early hours of the morning. "Don't go." He groaned, pulling me in closer and squeezed my waist. I could sense his smile as he kissed my forehead. I didn't know what to do, his arms were more than inviting and I really didn't need a lot of convincing but I was starting to get tired of this secret thing again. Sure, Eric and I got along great, I really enjoyed his company but was it really worth lying to everyone about? *************** What happens when wallflower Florence and jock Eric decide to keep what's between them a secret? Can Florence really not get herself too attached and keep herself from getting hurt? The two are keeping some secrets of their own too, will they ever be discovered? As time goes by, it becomes harder and harder to hide it all, will they eventually crack?

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