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NARRATOR REVEAL! Austin Sinclair was always my fo NARRATOR REVEAL!

Austin Sinclair was always my forever. Even before our parents got married.

He was my handsome prince, my future husband, and my happily ever after from the day he arrived in our hometown with his mom, a scared preteen boy running from a bad dad. 
Those are the facts, and they don’t change just because our parents got married the year he left for college… 

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Speaking of games. “Maybe I could fake date someon Speaking of games. “Maybe I could fake date someone and make him jealous.” I waggle my eyebrows.

Edward does not smile. “I have never seen Austin jealous.”

“It could help him see what he’s missing.” It also happens to be Phase 2 in Carina Arena’s Girl, Get Your Man!

Edward is clearly unimpressed, but as always, he listens patiently. “Don’t those stories always end with the fakers falling in love?”

“My story won’t.”

His eyes narrow the way they do when he encounters a new concept in an old dictionary. He doesn’t speak. He only studies me like he’s gathering information, processing.

“That’s a good idea,” he finally says. “Do it. Pick a nice young man, closer to your age. What about Preston Howard?”

My chin pulls back, and I feel like somehow he’s turned the tables on my plan. “I was thinking about Levi.”

“That would not end well.”

“I think it’s perfect, and I have a head start. He’s already interested in going out with me. He said as much tonight.”

“Don’t fake date Levi.”

“You’re right.” I arch a brow defiantly. “I’ll date him for real. Then we’ll see who’s a jealous teenager.”

"I don’t support this.” I watch as he passes through the door.

“Is that your final word, Coach?”

He walks down the steps, and when he reaches the bottom, he turns to me once more. “If I were your coach, I’d tell you not to forget your worth. No matter what happens.”

My lips tighten, and he continues down the steps leading to the wide path lining the bay that will take him all the way back to his house.

I turn, climbing the short flight of steps that will take me inside and up to my bedroom alone.

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My muscles are still tweaking from what I did. Th My muscles are still tweaking from what I did.

The officials were taking the field, the boys were lining up for the toss. I was all ready to go when I looked up and saw Kim standing at the bleachers like something out of a dream.

She was wearing a bright red dress, tight beneath her sexy breasts, and her hair fell in shiny dark curls around her shoulders.

Her full, red lips parted in a smile, and my head grew light from all the blood rushing below my belt. Then Cred Outlaw walked up and put his arm around her, pulling her to him. She took his hand, looking up at him…

I didn’t even realize I’d left my post until I had stormed across the field, through the parting crowd, and grabbed her arm.

That a--hole said he was taking her out, and I was five seconds from grabbing him by the neck and letting him know what he could do with his plans.

He’d better be thanking my stepdad for saving his neck, because he’s one of two people who could’ve gotten me back here. It’s one of the biggest games of the year, and I couldn’t care less...

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His eyes are on me, curious with a hint of mischief. We’re in that place again—the one we always seem to end up in now—until one of us runs away.

First time it was me.
Second time it was him.
Third time…

My skin is hot and I pull the neck of my shirt out. “Black sports bra.”

“How is that different from a bathing suit?” He takes a few steps backwards, still watching me, like he’s taunting me. “Take it off, Daisy Sales.”

“What are you wearing under those?” I nod at his jeans.

“Nothing.”

His eyebrow arches, and it’s difficult to inhale all the way. “Should I close my eyes?”

“Only if you want to.”

My eyes close, and I face the trees as he chuckles. Water splashes, and I hear the sounds of swimming, surfacing, then he calls to me. “You’re safe now.”

Without a doubt, I am not safe.

Turning around, I blink cautiously to see he’s in the water. But the way he’s standing there, hair wet, two lines of muscle disappearing below the surface as waves lap at his waist, might be even more devastating than seeing him fully naked...
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