Romans & histoires Newest Colleen Hoover Book

HAYDEN Coleen’s apartment always smelled faintly like vanilla and fresh laundry. It was nothing fancy, just the small space she shared with Mark, but for me, it was starting to feel like a safe place. A place where the noise of hockey, expectations, and scouts couldn’t reach me. In fact, I could be beside a dumpster and still feel the same as long as I was with Coleen. She was curled up on the couch when I came in, a blanket draped over her legs, her hair falling in loose waves over her shoulders. A textbook sat open on the coffee table, though the way she was staring at it, I doubted she was actually reading.

Although, who won was still up for debate. “Damn.” AP smirked and wagged his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore him. “What can we do for you?” Cillian asked as he buttoned his pants. “It’s Colleen,” Holden answered as he set his hands on my shoulders. “Did you find her?” I asked. Hope filled me, and my mind raced as to where she might be. Holden shook his head and averted his gaze. “They pulled her body out of the burning building,” Hatchett said.

Kirk spoke up first, so I didn't have to say a word. "Whoa! Slow down, there, Hope," Kirk said quickly, "If you chug that too fast, you'll make yourself sick." "Oh," Hope replied, taking another small sip, "Thanks, I didn't know." I stood in my bedroom doorway and watched for a second. Colleen's face took on a really intense look—her eyes shot open, and then her mouth did the same as she shuddered and gasped there on the couch. I couldn't watch any more, and retreated into my bedroom. I set down my book bag on the floor next to my desk and then started getting out my homework and setting it on my desk. I could hear Hope's melodious voice drifting through my doorway, along with Kirk's rude to

I nodded and he smiled. “Pack up nice clothes. Miami is not all that friendly. I would know that cause I grew up there.” He warned and I nodded. “Great. So, what were you saying?” He pointed to the book I still had in my grip. I looked down at it for a moment before glancing back up at him. “I didn't know you read.” I mentioned as I placed the book on the table. All your perfects by Colleen Hoover. “I used to read a lot. But lately, I haven't read a good book. Coleen is a very wonderful writer. And this book is a bomb.” He said, shocking me. He must have noticed that I was shocked with the way my lips parted slightly and my eyes widened.