Emanare (Destined, #1) Read Online Free PDF

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    “I’d like to see you again.”
    Her eyes widened. Did he seriously just say that? She had a boyfriend she didn’t know, a best friend whom she also didn’t know but was starting to like, and now this dark bad-boy Stetson model wanted to see her again. Had her life always been so dysfunctional? She doubted she needed three boyfriends, but Cale was so gorgeously appealing . . . and there was something so alluring about his touch.
    “I’m sure I’ll see you on campus,” Sam said apprehensively.
    “I hope.” Cale’s stare was intense and unwavering, not a wrinkle on his rugged exterior.
    “I—I should head back to the dorms now. I’m getting cold.” Sam stood, wrapping her scarf back around her neck.
    “I’ll talk to you again soon, Sam.” Cale joined her, about as tall as Chase, six-foot-one, but his body wasn’t as muscular as Chase’s. He didn’t have Chase’s athletic build.
    He touched her cheek, leaving a hot finger print, and examined her face with his dark eyes once more. His mouth formed a half-smile. “Until next time,” he whispered so seductively she thought she might wither into the ground. He leaned in to kiss her. She tottered on her Pumas, losing her balance. Their lips touched for only a second, and then he stepped back and walked away, leaving her swaying in place.
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 4
     
     
    Sam entered the campus dining hall. She examined the large, rectangular room from the top of the staircase. The dining hall was surrounded by enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, with long tables equally spaced throughout. Rays of sunlight filtered through the surrounding trees and cascaded through the windows, dispersing moving droplets of sunshine throughout the room.
    A few clusters of students occupied the tables. The usual Saturday morning crowd— girls with messy buns and guys donning baseball hats, all of them barely out of their PJs. Instead of waking to eat, most students nursed their Friday-night hangovers in bed.
    She descended into the dining area. The smell of eggs and bacon intensified. The eggs were always overcooked and the bacon was always undercooked, so Sam stuck to the safe option, cereal. She chose a seat across from her suitemate, Vicky Jacobs, a tall, model-skinny, heart-faced brunette with chunky caramel highlights. Ann and Vicky’s room connected to Sam’s through a bathroom, which they shared.
    “So, Sam, what happened last night? I heard you got lost in Baltimore. I missed all the drama. If it weren’t my dad’s birthday, I would’ve definitely been there,” Vicky said, shoveling a spoonful of Lucky Charms into her mouth.
    Sam looked up from her favorite dining hall meal, a bowl of Cocoa Puffs, to answer. She had to think back to their car ride home. Chase had made up a really good lie, and she felt she wanted to stick to it for the time being. 
    “It was nothing,” Sam dismissed. “Chase showed up at Claddagh’s and wanted me to go to The Green Turtle with him to meet some of his friends.” Sam could hardly look at Vicky. She was sure her shaky voice had called her out on a lie.
    “Football players.” Vicky’s eyes sparkled with excitement. Her glittery purple eye shadow accentuated her pretty blue eyes, and her mascara-coated lashes curled up to her hairline.
    “I talked to Cody this morning.” Ann interjected, walking up to the table to join her friends. “He said there was some football party on campus last night. Why would Chase be meeting the guys in Fells Point?”
    “I don’t know,” Sam said hesitantly, still trying to come up with something believable. Thoughts circled her head. “That’s all Chase told me. Then we got lost and you guys came to get us.”
    Vicky’s words were blunt. “Are you and Chase just friends?”
    Lauren, who had been sitting quietly the entire time, answered Vicky while Sam sat open-mouthed and wide-eyed. “Why are you asking her that? You know Sam’s