*Completed*
"I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room.
"Why what?" He asks.
"Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends."
He sighs, "I want to know how."
I scrunch my brow. "How what?"
His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it."
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Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after.
All except one boy.
He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt.
So the two should be together, right?
That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters
"Love,
Anonymous."
Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole?
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I stepped forward and asked, "Where do you want me?" It took me a second to realize what I just said.
Shit!
I placed a hand on my crimson face and muttered, "Get your head out of the gutter! You know what I meant."
He laughed, his voice sounded hoarse and deep even when he's laughing.
I peeked at him from the gap I made between my fingers.
He was close. So close. He grabbed my hand and took me to the bed.
Damn! It did sound sexy.
His shirt was loose. Too large for me, and it hung on me like a cloth hung on a hanger.
He sat on the bed, criss crossed and pulled me to him.
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The thing about love is... its unpredictable. Even when you don't want love, it just happens.
Cassandra is your typical anti-social tomboy where Easton is your black leather jacket high school bad boy.
Cassandra and her siblings arrive at Brinkley mansion hoping the year to get by quickly so they can be back with their dad. But then they meet Easton who has a different plan for them.
The to-be sole heir of Brinkley Inc., rude, party lover, filled with nothing but rage for the invaders in his house, becomes determined to bring the truth out to world about his father by making the lives of Cassandra and her siblings living hell.
Cassandra is not supposed to fall in love with someone like Easton who not only doesn't want her here but also isn't even available.
Join these two teens in their journey to find what's right kind of love, or is there even a righteousness to love?
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