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Break You
Book: Break You Read Online Free
Author: Jennifer Snyder
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Apparently that was true even now. Three years after high school graduation.
    Jason handed me my other beer and his smile widened. “Because, it’s nice to run into a gorgeous familiar face every now and then.”
    Only two words stuck out to me. Gorgeous and face. Dear God, I needed to get a grip on myself. I took a sip of the beer he’d just handed me while watching him as he refilled his own cup. His dark hair was tousled and his face was covered with a slight amount of stubble. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a plain baby blue T-shirt that matched the color of his eyes and accentuated his toned, sculpted upper body in all the right ways.
    Jason stood and put the rim of his cup to his lips. There was a hint of a smile twisting at the corners before he took a sip. “What?” he asked.
    “Huh? Nothing,” I said. My cheeks heated. He’d obviously caught me checking him out.
    Should I walk away? The moment had become awkward now.
    “Okay,” he dragged the word out. “So, you live here now or are you still in Coldcreek?”
    “Here,” I said.
    “Are you a student?”
    “Yeah.”
    My stomach flipped and tied itself into knots. He was trying to start up a conversation; I knew this, but I still could only manage to give him one-word answers. I took another sip of my drink, hoping it would be that magic sip number of the night and make my lips a little looser. I needed to relax.
    “And what are you majoring in?” he tried again.
    “I’m going for my RN license. This is my second year. Actually, finals are next week, which was why I wanted to stay home and study.”
    Jason nodded like he approved of my major. “That’s awesome. You were always a sweetheart in school, figures you’d do something like nursing.”
    Sweetheart in school? He’d thought I was a sweetheart? Then why had he led me on and made me look like an idiot?
    “Right,” I said. “Well, it’s nice to know what you thought of me.”
    Why on Earth had I said that?
    He raised an eyebrow and took another sip of his beer. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “Nothing really.” I shook my head. Damn it, I’d botched this attempt, though at what I wasn’t sure. But I’d just botched it. “I just mean that…you didn’t seem like you thought I was a sweetheart in school. You only talked to me a few times and when you did, you practically led me on and then went after my friend.”
    “What?” he balked. “I did not.”
    I smiled, but it wasn’t a happy smile. It was laced with bitchiness. Seriously, that was what he was going with? Denial? Taking another little sip of my drink to calm my throat once more, I decided I was going to finally get this off my chest.
    It was time to enlighten Jason Bryant.
     
     

CHAPTER FOUR
    JASON
     
    Honestly, I didn’t remember doing anything to lead her on.  From the bitchy gleam entering her big blue eyes right now, I knew she was about to tell me the exact moment with vivid detail. The only thing I cared about was that she was still here talking to me.
    “Darcie Bell,” she said as though the name should mean something.
    It did. I’d dated the girl for a while in tenth grade. In fact, I’d taken her virginity. But I wasn’t about to tell Blaire that. She was obviously heated about something from then involving her, me, and Darcie and I intended to keep her talking until I found out more about it. Then I could fix it, whatever it was, and finally get a taste of Blaire Hayes.
    “Darcie Bell,” I said, dragging her name out purposely. “I remember her. We dated for a while.”
    Blaire’s eyes heated. “Yeah, you did. She was one of my closest friends. Do you remember how you two started dating?”
    I took another swig from my beer while thinking back. And then it hit me. Oh, shit. We’d started dating because I’d used Blaire to get to Darcie. Well, tonight wasn’t going to end the way I’d hoped. Blaire was getting ready to tell me to fuck off at any moment. And here I’d thought she was
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