BACON, BUTTERFLIES & BOY BEHIND THE COUNTERThe smell of bacon and fresh coffee drifted through the air like a warm hug, and my stomach growled. Hunger pangs. Steve caught my eye from behind the counter and waved, flashing that smile that showed off the tiny dimple in his right cheek. Oh, what that dimple does to my heart, brain, and oxygen levels. Sunrise Café’s unofficial mascot. Or temptation. Same difference.He had probably worked here even before I set foot in Outstanding Heights College, but he was the first friend I made when I arrived. And honestly? To this day, it still shocks me that someone like him chose to talk to someone like me. He was all dark intensity and athletic symmetry, short spiked hair, broad shoulders, lean muscle. While I was… well, me. Soft. Curvy. “Too much” in all the places that magazines told girls to be “less” in. Guys like him usually hung around slim girls with legs for days and curves shaped by Photoshop, not reality.But our first conversation had
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