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I let out a moan as he bites my lips softly, a jolt of pleasure running through me. His right hand dances in between my thighs, his fingers delicately performing their beautiful magic trick, and I’m reaching cloud9, breathless. Still, he wouldn't go all the way because I'm a virgin. Am I still a virgin if we've made out in all corners of my room? The only thing we haven't done is sex.“Fuck...” a low groan escapes my mouth when his lips traces it's way to my belly.My fingers instinctively grabs the pink sheets, and my other hand buries itself into his short brown curls.“Hayden, please, just do it already,” I managed to speak, my legs trembling from the pleasure. “You know we can't,” his voice comes out as a growl.I curse under my breath. He knows exactly how to make my body dance to his tunes and just exactly how to say no to me.As he climbs on top of me, a jolt of electricity runs through my entire body. When his lips meet mine in a passionate kiss, the world around me fades i

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆Today, I found my boyfriend fucking someone else.Summer Peterson. No. Just Summer….That's what Dean Polanski called me. He said there was nothing special about me, so he referred to me as “Just” Summer.I was a fool. I admit. But a fool in love. It was our anniversary today and I had picked up the most beautiful purple dress. Dean loved the colour, purple. We had been together for seven months. Seven months of…hell. Seven months of torture and bliss. It was a mixture of both.Aren't all relationships, though? I loved him. The thing is, I was a virgin and Dean wanted to get down SO, so bad.He told me he had this manly urge to penetrate something. As gross as that sounded to me, I pretended it was all right. Absolutely fucking not. It wasn't alright.“You're not special. You're just Summer,” he had told me when I let him know I didn't want to lose my virginity yet.But today, naive little me had planned to give up my honour, my girlhood, my….“Yes, Dean, yes,” a wo

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆Jake called and when he heard me crying over the phone, he tracked my location and came to meet me where I was. At our spot in the woods, near the stream.The moment I saw him, I fell into his arms and let it all out. My heart was aching and so was my head at that point, but seeing my best friend eased the pain.Jake and I had been bestfriends since we were seven. Here in Saunterville, California, he was the only one I could trust with my life. My ride or die.We stayed outside and he listened to me whine and cry until I fell asleep. Once it started to get dark, he called his driver and drove me home.“Is she alright?” my dad asked, worried as he saw Jake carrying me on his back.“Not really, Mr. Peterson. Is it fine if I stay over tonight?”“Yes, son,” my dad answered, watching us till we were out of view.I was asleep, but I picked up on their conversation; however, I was too weak to respond. Jake put me to bed and stayed by my side.And just like that, my relations

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ After the chaos of mistaken identities and heart-thumping awkwardness, Jake and I escaped to Crabby’s for lunch, hoping some greasy food and inside jokes would clear our minds from Hayden. Hayden Dylan! When we were in 7th grade and Hayden was in 11th, he was every girl’s dream. He used to pick up different girls in his car and would tell Jake and me to take the bus. There was a new girl every week. He was disgusting—hormones running wild. I hated him so much. I used to make fun of him through the years and ruin some of his makeout sessions. I couldn’t believe it was the same Hayden my heart was beginning to trip for. Gross! After eating, Jake and I went to our favourite arcade down the same street. That was where we met Maxine and Dean, kissing at a corner. “Well, well, if it isn't exes and hoes,” I said under my breath. Jake looked in their direction. “Ewww,” he muttered. “Get a fucking room,” he screamed out loud, calling their attention. They didn’t

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☆☆SUMMER’S POV☆☆ (A week later) Jake’s house was packed. Kids from our high school spilled out onto the lawn, red cups in hand, music vibrating through the floorboards like a heartbeat. I wasn’t in the mood for it, but Jake said we needed this—his way of forcing me to forget that stupid pool scene after rejecting the 20 bucks I gave him. And since we were going to college, Jake said we needed to party. I saw Hayden before he saw me. Or maybe he did see me and just didn’t care. I learned his girlfriend’s name was Sophie. Jake said they met at the airport a week ago. Hayden stood by the kitchen island with his arm around her—blonde, tall, and obviously fake laughing at something he said. I never found Hayden funny. Then it happened. She slapped him. The smack echoed over the music, cutting the tension like a glass shattering. Everyone turned. Hayden said something, calm and low, and she stormed out with a dramatic hair flip. His eyes locked on mine for a split second. M

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆Jake, his younger brother who didn't like him at all. Aside from our childhood squabbles, Jake and Hayden didn't get along.I asked why. Just once. Jake went pale, like I’d dragged him into a memory he’d buried deep. His eyes had gone hollow that day like he was reliving a nightmare. He didn’t shout. He didn’t cry. Just that hollow look. Then he made me promise never to ask about it again. What a bummer, right? I shouldn't be bothered, but recently, it’s been bugging me.Whatever happened between them must have been really bad, I guessed. For Jake to want to erase it completely? it must have been extremely terrible. That’s not just pain.And for Jake to hate his brother this much? It must have cut deeper than a knife. And that's trauma.What will he do once I tell him I'm Hayden's… Hayden's what?I was certainly not Hayden's girlfriend and this wasn't a relationship. It's a situationship—one I couldn't seem to get away from no matter how hard I tried.It was as add

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ Pinch me. No. Slap me. I need to wake up. What the fuck did Agnes Culkin just say to me? “Wh–what?” I croaked. “I was in Jake's room. When I heard footsteps, I hid under his bed.” My blood ran cold, and I froze in disbelief. I searched for what lie to tell, what words to say, but even words eluded me at this point. I was on my own. What the hell do I say? “I’m certain it was you. I heard your voice and I heard Jake's. But before that, I saw someone else enter the room. He joined you in the bathroom.” Agnes wore that thoughtful expression of hers, eyes gazing into nothing, her index finger pinned to her jaw. The music faded, and I could hear her clearly now. Then she chuckled and nudged my arm lightly. “I may be wrong, though. It could’ve been any other guy, right?” I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding as relief washed over me. A nervous laugh escaped from my lips. I stared at her, nodding instinctively. “Yeah. You’re totally wrong.” “I mean,

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆I stood up abruptly, folding my arms. Jake rose too, stepping between me and Maxine. I mean, she came to the party—I got no problem with that. But standing in front of me like that? Yeah. She wanted a fight. And I wss ready to give it to her.I shoved Jake aside.“Hello, Maxine. Hello, Dean.”Dean Polanski—proof that evolution sometimes takes a break.“Hello, Summer,” Maxine chirped.“Hey,” Dean smiled.The silence stretched for what felt like an eternity. Only our eyes did the talking. I waited for Maxine to spit her usual nonsense so I could shove it up her ass.“We just came to say hi,” Dean said, his lips trailing along Maxine’s neck.A sudden heat flared inside me—sharp, wild, and unrelenting. I didn’t even know exactly why I was so furious. I just knew I couldn’t believe I had ever loved such a pathetic excuse for a boy.“Well, you’ve said your greetings, so, BYE,” Jake said, grabbing my hand.Maxine's eyes darted toward our interlocked hands and she scoffed. Sh

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☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ My chest tightened. This couldn’t be happening. Not to Hayden. Not with Diana De Morven. Fuck! “Alien John said it was a spicy gossip, too hot to handle. The only way I got it out of him was promising to go on a date with him next Saturday.” I was still stuck in the unbelive dimension where doubts soared and all common sense was far out of reach. How could Jake not mention this to me? “Can you really believe it?” Agnes said excitedly. “Hayden Dylan, the hottest boy back in high school is getting betrothed.” My hands suddenly slipped and I smeared red nail polish on Agnes’s pale skin. She froze, astonished as she lifted her gaze to meet my face. My face was burning red with embarrassment and fear, so I quickly looked down to hide it from her as I wiped the stain from her feet with my hands. “I’m sorry.” “Summer. Are you alright?” “Yeah. Sure. I’m fine.” She pulled back her feet and flashed me a smile. I still refused to look at her. “It’s alright. The stain i

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♡♡HAYDEN'S POV♡♡ I hated suits. They felt like straightjackets designed to choke whatever humanity was left inside you. Not that I had any humanity left. Still, I despised looking like my father. Appearing all corporate, drenched in counterfeit smiles. And tonight, he insisted I wore this tuxedo—charcoal gray, tailored, pressed. I looked like every version of the son he wanted me to be. And none of the versions I actually was. Jake was his favourite child. I could tell. We all could tell. Even my mother had joked about it once at a Christmas party when she was intoxicated. It felt like a curse being the first son. Being my father's first son. “Jake, could you pass me the wine?” I asked my little brother. He glared at me. Normally, he’d hurl an insult before passing it, but this time he passed the wine quietly and even smiled while doing so. “Here you go, big brother,” he said through clenched teeth. It almost made me laugh. This was what family dinners were all about. O

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