turned to see Davis Beckett, the school's star athlete, surrounded by a gaggle of adoring gi
Davis. I had to admit, he was easy on the eyes, but I c
on the task at hand. But my words didn't have the inte
s got some serious swagger," l couldn
good head on your shoulders does. That's what we should
swung open and in wa
I'm good-looking!" he exclaimed,
"I would never say anything nice about you." My tone w
smirk playing on his lips. "You s
er yourself," I said. "
deas. He was just an handsome jock, after all. And I wasn't abo
he approached. "Are you really sure that you don't find
ruggled to keep my composure. I knew he was trying t
his game with you, Davis"
he urge to kiss him. But I stopped myself. I was not going to be like the other girls, swooning over him and falling for his ch
r advances?" I said, my voice shaking with anger. "Well, you're
the shock on his face, but I didn't feel the slightest bit of remorse. I was done playing h
se behind, a look of
he room. "What the hell is going on here?" he deman
eing a hot-headed and vengeful guy, and I was sure he wouldn't let this slide. Not to mention, he was rich and con
get about the whole incident. I knew he'd be looking for me, and I didn't want him to take it out on Summ
, trying to sound convincing.
re enough, I had a slight fever. She
s usually busy working on paperwork in his study. But
the corners. "Your father is not at home right now, but I'
d support me. He was more than my dad's best friend. And as I looked at him, I couldn't help but wonder if he could ever be m
r could make more time for himself," Roland said
ork, especially when there's so much more
. He's dedicated to his career and he takes his responsibilities
e just needs a little nudge in the right direction. Someone to show him that the
Do you think that someone could
orker," he said, chuckling. "But maybe you could try to show your father that
his words f
, he doesn't need another wife" I protested so
a for your father to remarry," Roland said
a new chapte
ed it up and read the message. His
I asked, concern
ex-wife," he said quietly. I could tell by h
s she wan
land said, his voice flat. I felt a sharp pa
more upbeat than I felt. "If she wants to give it another sh
iting with his ex-wife made me feel sick. But I knew I couldn't let my feelings show I couldn't let my perso
nd we both looked
g. I could see the conflict on his face
th and said, "You
my room if
e him space to figure things out, but it was hard to walk away. I wanted to be there for him,
he phone. I couldn't hear what he was saying, I laid
one I was looking for. It was a picture of him, his face beaming with
magined his hands on me instead of mine. My mind drifted to fantasies of what it would be like if we
y. It was filled with my innermost thoughts and
lligence, and his sense of humor. I also wrote about how I adm
at I couldn't give up on Roland. I needed to tell