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freckles and a terrible personality. He always looked at me and shook his head, like he knew better than I did. I laughed, thinking how could he possibly see something that I knew wasn’t true?
    However, forty-eight hours ago, all of that changed. Her brassy hair was pulled back into a ponytail on top of her head, with tendrils falling loose around her face. Her green eyes had streaks of yellow, like a fucking cat, but just as mesmerizing. I felt like she could hold me captive with just a glance. She was so tiny I wondered if she would actually fit in my pocket, but even from a distance I could tell she was stronger than she looked.
    The aura of pain and hurt coupled with a survival instinct rolled off her in waves. If the signs of exhaustion under her eyes were any indication, the girl needed a safe place to curl up and sleep. I wanted to be that safe place for her, to hold her in my arms and watch her drift off. In that moment, I knew I would do anything to spend time with her. My grandfather’s words echoed in my head when I was finally under the full impact of her stare. It was like a fucking magnet that I couldn’t have fought, even if I wanted to.
    “ Just spend Monday with me and we’ll decide if we spend Tuesday together, too.”
    The words I’d spoken to her, to Carrie, just hours earlier echoed through my head. I felt a little guilty for lying to her, though. When I invited her and her incredible eyes to be my tour guide, I really had meant around my new city, not the entire state. I figured spending a few hours with her, driving around in my truck, having her lean over me to point would be as close to heaven as I could imagine. However, her quick wit and sarcasm had me scrambling for a new plan.
    “ Whatever. It. Takes.”
    She may have taken vacation for the week, but I had plans that I’d need to change. Because I wasn’t willing to give up the promise of a week, or even a day, driving around with her, I was setting up my classroom at nine on a Saturday night. Every bone and instinct in my body screamed at me to make sure I made an impression that would have her saying yes, because I could sense that she wouldn’t be around much longer.
    Whether that meant that she was quitting or going back to college after a summer home, I had no clue. All I knew was that I felt something I hadn’t felt since I left Boston at the beginning of the summer: desperation. I wanted this girl in my life, which is crazy to feel that way about someone you’ve only seen twice and talked to once. I knew that, but I felt like my heart started beating again the first time I saw her.
    I didn’t, technically, start my two year teaching contract until Monday, but I’d gotten the keys to my classroom at New Teacher Orientation the day before. I was excited and scared at the prospect of teaching Biology to lower classmen high school students; because I knew what a little asshole I was back then. I hoped they would go easy on me, especially since I was cramming a week’s worth of prep time into two days so that I could travel with the personification of my grandpa’s dream for me.
    Just one fucking glimpse of those eyes had me bending over backwards to get her to agree to the trip. This was something I wasn’t used to, wanting to use every tool in my arsenal to get her into my truck- if only for a day. Yet, when I discovered that what I’d seen from afar the day before didn’t hold a candle to the full effect of Carrie up close, I couldn’t resist. Those delicious green eyes pierced through all of the darkness that had fallen around me like a curtain since I left Boston. I felt like a coward for leaving it all behind at the time, but now, I wasn’t so sure.
    Something about her spoke to me on a level I didn’t quite understand. When she insisted I’d already seen all the small town she lived in had to offer, I thought about the thousands of dollars sitting in my savings account and all of the amazing attractions the state