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like they are really enjoying each other’s company as they work out. What the freak? He was so moody and cold Friday night, and now he looks like a completely different person. He is smiling and laughing, and there is a light in his beautiful blue eyes that is just breathtaking.
    The second he catches me staring, he stiffens. It’s like he’s steeling himself against a harsh blow. I’ve done nothing but look at him, and he’s shooting me daggers. What the fuck is his problem? What the fuck have I done to piss him off so much? Why am I saying “fuck” so much? He must bring out my inner swearer. My runner’s high evaporates instantly, and I stalk off to the locker room.
    About twenty minutes later, Reid arrives at the exit at the same time I do. I smile at him, trying to be nice, while his face remains as hard as stone—lightly stubbled, roughly delicious stone. I have a choice here: I can be pissy and moody, or I can be cool and calm. I bury my anger; I remember my promises, and I choose the latter.
    “Hi. It’s Reid, right? I think we met this weekend at Jack’s party.” I try for innocent, hoping that the knowing looks he shot me before can be erased by my faux confusion.
    He smirks at me, knowing that I’m full of shit. Through his stifled laughter, he says “Yeah, it’s Reid. Ashley, right?” Now it’s his turn to be full of shit.
    I roll my eyes and try to bite my sarcastic tongue, but I fail miserably. I lean into him a little seductively and say, “If you hadn’t left me after one dance for Miss Leggy Blonde, then you would definitely remember my name. There’s no way you would have forgotten it after screaming it all night.” Okay, I’m a virgin, but definitely not a prude, and it seems like Reid brings out not only swearing Maddy, but sexy Maddy as well.
    He stands at the door, mouth agape. I stride past him and head off to class. I’m walking across the quad when I feel him catching up to me.
    “It’s Maddy. Even if I hadn’t had the privilege of calling it out all night, I wouldn’t have forgotten your name. So why are you following me?” His question leaves me more than a little confused, because he’s the one who is following me out to the quad.
    “What do you mean?”
    “To the gym—are you stalking me or something?” He’s trying to make the question seem light, but there’s a serious undertone to his voice. He really thinks I’m following him. Doesn’t he realize that I am not some clueless desperate freshman?
    I huff an exasperated sigh and lay into him a bit. “No, Reid. I am definitely not following you. I was going for a run before class this morning. I didn’t even know you were at the gym. I didn’t see you until I was finished running and you shot me the nastiest look. I wouldn’t have even said hello to you if you hadn’t met me at the door. Happy? You can go on your merry way now knowing that I had no intention of even seeing you today.”
    I pick up the pace toward the library to get a little bit of reading done before class starts, but his long legs eat up the distance I am trying to put between us in no time.
    “I’m sorry, Maddy. I didn’t mean to piss you off. Really, I didn’t. I guess I was just surprised to see you there. Definitely surprised to see you run like that. I’m not one bit surprised to see how much of a firecracker you are, though.” His words are a stark contrast to the icy stare he shot at me before. They’re sweet and sincerely apologetic.
    “Oh, Reid, you have no idea,” I snip back at him. For some reason, his rather mercurial reaction to me gets me very fired up, very annoyed. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get some work done.” And with that, I walk into the library, find a cubicle, and open my book. Unable to focus, I stare blankly at the words on the page, my mind lost in the enigma that is Reid Connely.

    The next two weeks continue in much of the same pattern. I get up early, head to the gym, get in my five