I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.

J. Lynn

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Here's my library, where I don't do a lot of reading but mostly p... by J. Lynn

Here's my library, where I don't do a lot of reading but mostly play Angry Birds on the computer.

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Cookie for you. Cookie for me. by J. Lynn

Cookie for you. Cookie for me.

cookies

My bag hit the floor, spilling overpriced books and pens across the shiny floor. My pens! My glorious pens rolled everywhere.

bags spilling book

Sweet baby Jesus, Blue Eyes was... He was gorgeous in all the ways that made girls do stupid things. He was tall, a good head or two taller than me and broad at the shoulders, but tapered at the waist. An athlete's body - like a swimmer's. Wavy black hair toppled over his forehead, brushing matching eyebrows. Broad cheekbones and wide, expressive lips completed the package created for girls to drool over. And with those sapphire-colored eyes, holy moley...

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Yo! Cam!” Beer Guy jumped off the porch and jogged down the sidewalk, passing me a quick look. “What you up to, man?” Saved by the frat boy. Cam’s gaze didn’t veer from me, but his grin started to slip. “Nothing, Kevin, just trying to have a conversation.

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Good?” Cam said. “Right?” I took another bite and nodded. “Well, I have a whole ton of them at home.” He stretched as he rolled up his napkin. “Just saying.

just-saying napkins home

Join me? Patting the spot beside him, he inclined his head. “Pretty please? I’m lonely all by myself over here.

spots please lonely

Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For wait... by J. Lynn

Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For waiting for me.

lips waiting sides

I have hope because I love you – I’ve been in love with you, Avery. Probably before I even realize that I was

having-hope realizing love-you

We are your friends. It is the law of friendship that you tell us things you don’t want to tell us.

law want

You were perfect – perfect for me – and I love you by J. Lynn

You were perfect – perfect for me – and I love you

perfect-for-me perfect love-you

He's not the relationship kind or so I hear." "And do you want a relationship?" I asked her. "No." She laughed, dabbing her fry. "But I have a feeling with someone like him, you get one taste and you will always want more." "Sort of like crack?" Jacob suggested. "Or Cheetos," Brit supplied.

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Oh, honey, if he swung batter-batter for my team, I'd be all over... by J. Lynn

Oh, honey, if he swung batter-batter for my team, I'd be all over that in a heartbeat.

heartbeat team honey

I love you." - Avery "I know." - Cam "Cocky." - Avery "Confident.... by J. Lynn

I love you." - Avery "I know." - Cam "Cocky." - Avery "Confident. I love you sweetheart." - Cam

cocky sweetheart love-you

I just didn't know how much of this I was capable of. How far this - whatever it was - would actually go before old fears overshadowed the warmth.

warmth know-how knows

You don’t have to want to be in a relationship for a little bow-chicka-bow-wow.” Brittany looked at him slowly. “Did you really just say that?” “I did. And I owned it . Gonna make me a shirt that says that.

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While the idea of taking you right now, against the wall, is enough to make me lose control, I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.” I closed my eyes, breathing heavily. “Well, that was…really sort of perfect.” “I’m really sort of perfect … Everyone else knows that. You’re just a little slow on the uptake.

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You do know him, so that's a lame excuse." It was a lame excuse, but it was the best I had. "How do you really ever truly know someone?" Brit smacked her hands to her cheeks and she shook her head. "He's not a serial killer." "Speaking of serial killers, everyone thought Ted Bundy was a really charming, handsome man. And look how he turned out. Psycho." Jacob stared at me. "He's not Ted Bundy.

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I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me for real, you have m... by J. Lynn

I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me for real, you have me.

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Sorry,” he said, his voice thick and gruff. “It’s morning and you’re sitting on me. That’s a combination meant to bring any man down.

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