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reacting to him like this? Fucking traitor! I don’t need this distraction. Focus Karly, I keep thinking, but my eyes can’t turn away from him. I’m dreaming. There’s no way a sexy as hell guy is here…With me…While I’m standing in my black yoga pants and my PINK hoodie. I look down at my clothes and feel my face flush. Carefully checking out his sexy body my mouth starts to water and my eyes go wide. This man is so perfect! I love a guy with muscles, not too bulky though, and Nicholas has what I love-just enough to carry me through the house and up the stairs. Oh shit! Oh shit! Karly Erikson, stop! He’s off limits! He’s your best friend’s brother! But I can’t look away! This man is the definition of perfection.
    After Neil, I didn’t want to date and I focused on the last placement of my student teaching. It was hard; Gail made me work and I appreciated her constant pushing. I didn’t have time for anyone except for my students. I was okay with being single at least I thought I was until tonight. Do you know that feeling of being in someone’s arms and knowing how much they love you? I miss that feeling. I miss knowing that someone misses me; that someone wants me.
    One moment with Nicholas changes it all. There’s something about him and I can’t help but fall in love with his smile, those dimples and the deepness of his voice. All man. I’m amazed at my instant feelings for him. I can’t help but look at his body and think about licking him. I had to tell myself over and over to calm down so I didn’t fall apart when standing in front of him.
    Still standing in the middle of the room I contemplate my next move. Maybe I can slip in my room without getting his attention. I’m exhausted from the crying and saying bye to Neil. Quietly I peek over and wonder why he hasn’t turned around. Thankfully he has headphones in his ear. I head to my room, close the door and slide into bed. I close my eyes and remember those deep and sexy brown eyes staring at me from when we first met. I remember the look of shock on his face when he saw my scars.
    Out of everything I hate about life, there’s only one thing that I can’t stand. I hate when people see my scars and feel sorry for me. The look of sadness and “awe what happened to you” on their face pisses me off. I know that they mean well and are concerned but I don’t want anyone’s pity. The scars on my face don’t represent me. I’m a better person now. My scars will always stand as a reminder of what I went through , but also serve as my strength for not giving up.
    I wake up from a knock on my door. Throwing the blanket off me, I check the time and see it’s almost seven in the evening. “Alexis?” I yawn getting out of bed. When I open it Nicholas is standing in front of me looking like sex on a freaking stick.
    “Oh hey.”
    “Hey. I ordered pizza. Alexis is stuck in Texas and won’t be home until tomorrow so I figured we could have dinner and get to know each other.”
    Why does he want to get to know me? A man as sexy as him doesn’t need to get to know a simple girl like me. The fact that he states what he wants without even asking; rude, but still sexy. He cocks his eyebrow, waiting for my answer.
    “Thanks that’s really nice of you, but I’m not that hungry.”
    “You sure?” He steps a little closer to me. Oh damn he smells really good. I nod. “I’ve been out in the living room all day and haven’t seen you come out of you room. You haven’t eaten all day. I’d like for you to come and have pizza with me and Emma.” His eyes lock on mine as if he’s trying to possess me and make me say yes to his every command. “Come on,” he extends his hand reaching for mine. Suddenly feeling really small, I take his hand against my better judgment and follow him as he leads the way to the dining room.
    “Emma,” he yells out, “D inner Princess.”
    I’ve seen pictures and heard stories of little Miss Emma. Alexis adores