S. J. Tilly
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I caught her staring at me from across the quad, eyes fixed on the football jersey stretched across my wide chest. And if I flexed my muscles, showing
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off the strength of a defensive tackle, it was just to see her blush.
And then she did, and I couldn't get her out of my mind.
Her wide eyes. The freckles on her cheeks.
I needed to know her. The girl who scampered away every time we bumped into each other-by accident and by design. The girl who shyly agreed to come to my game, getting her first taste of football. The girl, Hannah Utley, who worked at the campus library and let me rest my head on her shoulder as she read to me in one of the study rooms.
It was innocent. Mostly.
Until we lose track of time and discover that the library has closed. And we're locked inside.
Now it's me and Hannah in the stacks.
Alone.
With nothing but desire between us.
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