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I can see the jealousy written all over his face and I know Declan could see it too. Keenan has been my bestfriend since 7th grade, and I know he's had a crush on me for years. I have only ever seen him as a friend, and now I know why. "This is Declan. My boyfriend," I say, squeezing Declans hand a little tighter. "Wait... what?" Keenan says, sounding more jealous as the seconds go on. "Yeah, I met him while I was away," I answer. I could see Declan raise an eyebrow at me, flashing me his award winning smirk.

A girl you thought who would never leave you, now doesn't care about you as if you wouldn't even exist for her, wouldn't want to see you, hates you to the core, and has left you because not only am I the villain for her but apparently I was the one who was chasing her the whole time like an obsessive person who is trying to get anything he wants. Her boyfriend thinks that I am a perv or something who would try to look at her girlfriend in a wrong or tries to tease his girlfriend and lies to him to put his girlfriend in a negative light and tries to be good in front of her all the people and blames his girlfriend. So basically a girl hates me forever and a guy thinks I am someone who can't be

I tell her, pulling a book from the shelf. "That's okay," she says with a slight chuckle. "I'm still trying to be the single orgasmic woman." "Okaaaay," I say slowly, wondering if she expects me to comment on that. "There are different types of books depending on whether it's for you or your partner," I explain, noticing her wedding band for the first time. "For your partner, I have a popular one called She Comes First: The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman."

Caden reads the headlines before me : “CADEN BOOKER, CEO OF THE BOOKER LEGACY GROUP GOES OUTSIDE WITH BOYFRIEND FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE ACCIDENT.” “Boyfriend? What the hell?!” We both hiss at the same time. “What is the meaning of this?” Caden had one hand to his hip as he pointed at the picture of me and him holding hands. “You tell me. I'm just as surprised as you.” I scoffed. Who the hell is behind this shit? I gripped the remote and changed the channel immediately. This time the headline was fucking worse. “YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE, CADEN BOOKER, HAS HIS FANS COMPLETELY SWOONED AFTER FIRST APPEARANCE WITH HIS LOVER.”

Then, the swiping begins. “He likes your favorite book,” Heather says. I shake my head. “He’s got those veiny muscles. They make me think about drawing blood too much. Next.” Next. Next. The guys with blond hair and blue eyes still look too much like Ryan. The guys that pose shirtless scream “misogynist.” The guys that pose with half-unbuttoned shirts and books scream “misogynist in disguise.” We even find one guy who would normally be exactly my type, a homebody who’s not too muscular or too pretty. I stare at him for a few seconds, willing something to come to life and make me want to go out with him. Nothing.

not something someone with a gun should see before their morning coffee. "No, Victoria called. They need you to come in, something about Friday night rush ." poor Will, hated Cassie going into the hospital so late, despite knowing the blonde could handle herself. He still worried about his girlfriend. William had never been in a relationship this serious or even thought himself capable of it. There were times he was terrified just thinking about it. He vaguely remembered a talk his grandfather had given him about "finding the one." He could, with complete certainty, say that Cassie was his one.

I didn't want to tell exactly where I was going, so I put the question tone into a word that should be a statement. "To read a book?" His brow raised as he found a book in my hand. Yes. I planned to go to my favorite tree and chill alone with the book. "I need a fresh environment." I shrugged, then turned away to continue my way. "Can I come too?" "Aren't you here early to discuss things with my brother?" "And you." "I have a boyfriend." "Do you love him?" I chuckled at his question. Wasn't it obvious? If someone agrees to be in a relationship, there must be feeling between them. "I won't be in this relationship if there's no love."

-Answering your question, I wouldn't forgive an infidelity," he answers now being the one who ignores my comment. -I wouldn't forgive an infidelity either," I said, "You know, I'm one of those girls who longs to have a book love. Book love is so real and so deep. Book boys are perfect. They are loyal. He may be a womanizer at his worst but when he finds his right girl he's the best thing in the world. They're those super protective, jealous guys. It's cute. I'm one of those people who want an intense, wild yet tender love. A love that consumes me. That makes me tremble. A love just for me. Is it too much to ask to want to be the only one in someone's heart? No seconds or thirds. No ex-lovers

My eyes locked onto Jemima's, and I plastered a fake smile filled with resentment onto my face. I said, "Jemima, it looks like we have the same ideal type. Fortunately, I've already found a boyfriend, and his name is Elijah Sanders." My voice grew colder as I continued, "Why don't I talk to Elijah about this later? If any of us happens to meet someone who fits your criteria, we can introduce him to you." This provocation successfully angered someone, but it wasn't Jemima. Like a protective mother hen, Hannah grabbed a box of chalk and hurled it at me.