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contacts list on their phones? No one needed this paper and pen nonsense.
    And she definitely didn’t need to be curling her delicate, bony fingers around his strong hand, giggling as she wrote—in bright, sparkly pink—her digits.
    Really, what got to me was how he had spent so long avoiding touching me with his hands. All that bullshit about him feeling like he was dangerous and would hurt me if he touched me because of his family… As I stared at their hands now, I realized just how much I’d let him play me.
    I felt like an idiot. What had I been thinking?
    “Call me Friday.” She batted her heavily mascaraed eyes at him. “Or anytime .”
    With that, she turned away and sauntered off, shaking what ass she had at him as she went.
    If I could have shot daggers at her with my eyes, I would have.
    Not that it was supposed to matter to me. Him finding some other girl to fixate on was the whole point. I needed to distance myself from him and keep away from all these bad boy things. But I couldn’t deny that I didn’t like seeing him with her. It hurt. My chest ached a little to think that he so easily moved on from me.
    A big part of me had been hoping that he was going to be hooked and try fighting for me like one of those crazy romance novels. Like nothing would stop him until he got what he wanted—me.
    All of which was very stupid. After all, I had told him first that our… tryst was nothing more than a fling.
    I expected Logan to turn and walk away now that he was done flirting with that walking disaster of a freshman, but instead he turned to face me. He folded his arms again and his stormy eyes were cool as they stared into mine.
    “Well, that didn’t take you long,” I told him, my tone biting.
    His eyes flashed, but he barked out a sharp laugh to try to defuse whatever he was actually feeling. “Look who’s talking. Last I heard we weren’t anything to each other, so there’s not much to get over, right?”
    His words cut and I had to fight not to wince against them. “At least I’m not sleazing it up with the first flirt I could find.”
    He lifted his shoulders in a shrug, making my eyes focus on his rippling muscles. “It’s easier for some of us than others, but don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll find someone to take you. Eventually.”
    I couldn’t stop my jaw from dropping open slightly. I couldn’t believe he had just said that. “I can get any guy I want,” I told him, though it was a bluff. I wasn’t bad looking and I had a rather large chest that appealed to a lot of the male persuasion, but I was also considered a stiff, nerdy girl. It was a turn off to a lot of guys, and it didn’t help that I was trying so hard to avoid most of the guys I was attracted to. “I just have standards ,” I slung at him.
    He raised a single eyebrow. “Right. Standards. Whatever you have to keep telling yourself.”
    Before I could respond, he turned away and stalked off. I thought about going after him, about yelling at him that he was just a big jerk and that he didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. But the moment was gone and I let it go.
    Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. There was no point in trying to win this fight. Angrily, I stomped towards the lunch room and told myself that I was done with him. For good.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 3
     
    Miranda was only a freshman and even with the honors classes and advanced placements she had, she wasn’t in any of mine. Fact was, I didn’t really see her at all.
    Except when she wanted me to.
    It was never in the library I ran into her, or at a coffee lounge. It wasn’t at study groups or tutoring sessions. None of that. Those were all good girl things that she didn’t care about.
    It took me a little longer than it maybe should have for me to realize what she was doing. She was waiting for me to slip up. She was looking for the same hellion I had been years ago and that’s why I saw her at the