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Hessa Tessa is a good girl with a sweet, reliable boyfriend back home. She's got direction, ambition, and a mother who's intent on keeping her that way. But she's barely moved into her freshman dorm when she runs into Hardin. With his tousled brown hair, cocky British accent, tattoos, and lip ring, Hardin is undeniably hot! Will Emmett and Kinsey be able to overcome their past to make a new future or will the final cut be too deep?
Aside from a torrid, one- night fling in a backseat a few months back, her love life has been sorely lacking, but fortunately she has devious friends who feel like playing Cupid. Cautious cowgirl Macy is the last thing he needs thrown into the mix. Officer Cade Dugan wasn't expecting to run into his high school sweetheart on this traffic stop, but now that she's back in his town he can't get her off of his mind.
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Can the past repeat itself now that they've found each other again? Since he moved to Fool's Gold, California, he's cobbled together a life for himself as a bodyguard trainer. If he's not exactly happy, at least his heart is safe. Working with pro-football superstars taught tough-talking PR woman Taryn Crawford one thing - she can go toe-to-toe with any man.
Jocelyn Butler has been hiding from her past for years. But all her secrets are about to be laid bare. Four years ago, Jocelyn left her tragic past behind in the States and started over in Scotland, burying her grief, ignoring her demons, and forging ahead without attachments. Her solitary life is working well - until she moves into a new apartment on Dublin Street, where she meets a man who shakes her carefully guarded world to its core.
Braden Carmichael is used to getting what he wants, and he's determined to get Jocelyn into his bed. She experiences the highest highs as they discover each other, along with the lowest lows, and worries that his past may not be entirely behind him. But when a complication from her own past demands attention, she's forced to decide where their relationship is headed, and everything she thought she knew is questioned.
My mother manages to hold a smile on her face the entire three hours and Noah listens intently, the same way that I do. I would like to see your dorm room before we head out. Her eyes scan the old building, full of disapproval. She has a way of finding the worst in things. Noah smiles, lightening the mood, and my mother perks up. My only daughter, a college student, living on her own. Noah follows behind us, carrying my bags as we navigate through the corridors.
Luckily, I see a large B painted on the wall. Down here, I instruct when my mother begins to turn the opposite way. B22, my mother huffs. Her heels are outrageously high for the amount of walking we endure. At the end of a long hallway, I slide the key into the old wooden door, and when it creaks open my mother lets out a loud gasp. The room is small, with two single beds and two desks.
Hey, she says, offering a smile, a smile that I find quite intriguing, much to my surprise. Hey, Tessa, nice to meet you. Welcome to WCU, where the dorms are tiny and the parties are huge. The crimson-haired girl grins wider. Her head falls back into a fit of laughter as she takes in the three horrified expressions in front of her.
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Steph walks over, closing the gap between us, and wraps her thin arms around my body. Come in! The door opens and two boys walk inside before she finishes her greeting. Boys inside the female dorms on the first day? Maybe Washington Central was a bad decision. Or perhaps I could have found a way to screen my roommate first?
The poor woman looks like she might pass out any moment. His blond hair is styled straight up and there are sections of brown peeking through. His arms are scattered with tattoos and the earrings in his ear are the size of a nickel.
My name is Tessa, I manage to say. His expression is warm and inviting despite his harsh appearance. My eyes shift to the tall brown-haired boy leaning against the wall.
His hair is a mop of thick waves on his head, pushed back off his forehead, and he has metal in his eyebrow and lip. My focus moves down his black T-shirt to his arms, which are also covered in tattoos; not an inch of untouched skin is seen. I expect him to introduce himself the way that his friend did, but he stays quiet, rolling his eyes in annoyance and pulling a cell phone from the pocket of his tight black jeans.
See you around, Tessa, Nate says and the three of them exit the room.
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I let out a long breath. Calling the last few minutes uncomfortable would be an understatement. I sigh. I do my best to hide my nerves. Absolutely not. We are going to switch now.
Her clean appearance clashes with the anger in her face; her long blond hair is flipped to one shoulder, yet every curl is still perfectly intact. You will not room with someone who allows men in like that—those punks, at that!
I look into her gray eyes, then to Noah. Please, I beg.
And how humiliating it would feel. Fine, she spits out, much to my surprise.
In her usual style, a quick hug and kiss, she exits the dorm room, informing Noah that she will wait for him in the car. I inhale his cologne, the one I bought him two Christmases in a row, and sigh. I wish you were here this year. My mother used to tease me growing up, claiming that a man grows an inch for every lie he tells. Noah brushes his lips across mine. Noah laughs and breaks away from me. Your mom. He kisses me on the cheek and hurries out the door, yelling, Call you tonight!
Left alone, I think about his hasty exit for just a moment and then begin to unpack my bags. Shortly, half my clothes are neatly folded and stored in one of the small dressers; the remainder are hung neatly in my closet. I cringe at the sheer amount of leather and animal print filling the other closet.
Feeling the beginnings of exhaustion from the day, I lie across the bed. I have a feeling she will be gone a lot, or, worse, she may have company over too often. So far college is neither what I had dreamed of nor expected.
Tomorrow will be better. It has to be. I want to try to find a group of like-minded people I can talk to. I plan for a trip off campus tomorrow to get some more things for my dorm room. The sooner I get one, the better. With thoughts of schedules, red-haired girls, and unfriendly men covered in tattoos, I drift to sleep with my planner still in hand. Maybe one of the two boys that she was with was her boyfriend?
For her sake, I hope it was the blond one. Grabbing my toiletry bag, I make my way to the shower room.
I can already tell that one of my least favorite things about dorm life is going to be the shower situation—I wish each of the rooms had their own bathrooms. But when I reach the door, sure enough, there are two stick figures printed on the sign, one male and one female.
Spotting an open shower stall, I skirt through the half-naked boys and girls quickly, pull the curtain closed tight, and undress, then hang my clothes on the rack outside by blindly poking one hand out of the curtain. The shower stall is tiny, lined with a small rack to hang my clothes on while I shower and barely enough room to stretch my arms in front of me. I find my mind drifting to Noah and my life back home. Distracted, I turn around and my elbow knocks into the rack, knocking my clothes to the wet floor.
The shower pours onto them, completely soaking them. I groan to myself, hastily cutting the water off and wrapping my towel around myself. I grab my pile of heavy, soaked clothes and rush down the hall, desperately hoping no one sees me. I reach my room and shove the key in, instantly relaxing when I push the door closed behind me. Where is Steph? Did you hear me?
I asked you where Steph is, I repeat, trying to be slightly more polite this time. What is he even doing in here?
I bite my tongue, trying to keep my rude comments to myself.We live in a time where people ask which school you went to before asking your last name. She shrugs apologetically.
April Tessa Young ist attraktiv und klug. They are all tattooed like her, and sitting in a row on the couch. Noah brushes his lips across mine.