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minute of it. He made a point of never looking in her direction on the few times she did see him either picking Allison up or dropping her off. It was Molly’s worst nightmare coming true and with Allison to boot.
    Molly just wanted to get the hell out of Clearwater Falls. Here her dream crashed and burned. She needed to flee.
    On the third morning, Molly woke to a thump and then a not-so-quiet curse. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she scooted up into a sitting position to see Allison bent over massaging her foot.
    “Allison? What are you doing?” She looked at the bedside clock. “It is not even 4AM.”
    Molly prayed she wasn’t just getting in from being with Hunter.
    “Praying to God my foot isn’t broken.”
    Normally, such a smartass comment would have Molly’s mouth tipping upward. But, adding in the fact that Allison wasn’t home when she finally fell asleep a couple hours ago and the fact that she knew who Allison had been with had all appreciation gone from the situation.
    Molly brushed her blond locks out of her face, and that is when she noticed Allison’s bags on the chair all packed.
    Confusion and dread filled her. “Are you going somewhere?”
    “I didn’t want to wake you so I was just going to leave you a note. I’m going to head back to Boston today.”
    “Boston? What? How?”
    The answer should be clear by one look at Allison. She looked like she was going to a photo shoot. Just like always, her silky ebony hair was perfectly styled, and she wore flawlessly applied makeup. Not to mention clothes that fit her like a second skin.
    And Molly knew. Her stomach began to churn with nausea, and she could begin to taste the bile at the back of her throat. This was worse than she could have ever imagined. And she was helpless to do anything about it.
    “I’m heading back with Hunter . . . he needs to get back to Yale early and is going to stop off at Boston University to meet with admissions for med school.” Allison turned, picking up her large bag while throwing the smaller one over her shoulder. When she turned back, she had a look of complete euphoria. “I know it sounds crazy, but Hunter and I have gotten to know each other, and I don’t know, it is probably crazy, but I think we are talking the ‘L’ word here.” Allison clutched her chest as she bit down on her lower lip before running over to Molly and sitting down on the edge of the bed, embracing her stunned friend.
    The small internal ache Molly had been nursing for days grew in intensity until it threatened to swallow her whole.
    With one final squeeze, Allison released Molly, stood, and twirled in the small room. “He is amazing and so sweet. I mean, you know guys like Hunter aren’t in every Cracker Jack box. He is gorgeous, gentle, and debonair, like one of those silver screen actors my grandmother used to swoon over. Not to mention, the way he can get my body tingling with one of those smoldering looks of his. Throw in the way my body reacts when he sweeps his tongue against mine.” She feigned embarrassment but was unable to hold her vicious and hurt filled words. “Oh, Mol, I’m sorry, you don’t want to hear all the kinky details, but let’s just say there isn’t anything I wouldn’t let him do to my body. I’ve gotten a sneak preview of his talents, and I just hope I will survive the erotic perfection of Hunter Dennison.”
    Molly thought her world was going to crumble. Her insides were screaming out their despair as her heart broke into a million pieces. Her eyes filled with tears threatening to spill over.
    “Aren’t you going to say anything?” Allison inquired.
    The most honest truth fell from Molly’s lips. “I’m happy for you. Hunter is one in a million.”
    With one last hug and a kiss on Molly’s cheek, Allison jumped up, grabbed her bags, and headed out the door. Just before crossing the threshold, she turned and said, “Molly, I owe falling for Hunter all to you.” Then she was gone.
    Molly