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Not an option. Especially, since Rose had made it perfectly clear she didn’t approve. I was not to associate with club employees. I was on a members-only social restriction.
    Yeah right.
    What did I have in common with rich girls and trust funds? I’ll tell you. Nada. Zilch. But a guy who worked for his money, that I understood. Whether Rose liked it or not, she couldn’t dictate who my friends were, and I was going to be spending a lot more time at the club than I had planned. Like every day. Tennis lessons might just be added to my summer to-do list.
    By the time Rolo parked the town car in front of Raven Manor, I realized I hadn’t really seen a single sight in Raven Hallow. My mind was so awestruck by the bluest eyes I’d ever seen that I hadn’t been able to focus on anything else. His perfectly sculpted cheekbones. That I-just-woke-up messy hair. Those kissable lips that hinted of mystery. He had rough edges that only drew me in more. It wasn’t likely a face I would ever forget. Zane defied the laws of nature.
    Holy smokes.
    I was acting like I’d never seen the opposite sex before. Okay, so I’d never actually had a boyfriend. Parker didn’t count. We’d never hooked up or even kissed, but I guess he was sort of more than just a friend. At least, there had been a time when I considered things moving into more of a boyfriend/girlfriend status, but that had been before the accident . Before my life took a sharp turn in the wrong direction.
    Alone in my room, I stared into thin air, thinking of Parker. His light brown hair, coffee-colored eyes, and boy next door smile, which was funny, because Parker had been the boy next door. He lived in one of the condos on the floor below mine. I was determined to return to my former life—to my best friend, but a little summer distraction couldn’t hurt.
    Parker had always been there for me. From before kindergarten, he had been in my life. Just as I couldn’t imagine a world without my mom, I couldn’t imagine my world without Parker. He was steady, dependable, caring, considerate, and funny. We had completely opposite taste in just about everything, but our friendship worked. He listened to country. I loved Paramore (girl bands are the shiznit). He liked Italian food. I craved Chinese. He was the yin to my yang.
    I missed the crap out of him, and it hadn’t been a full day since I’d been gone.
    Rolling over, I plopped on my stomach, immediately falling in love all over again with the softness of the mattress. Before I completely forgot, because my mind decided to start planning my wedding to Zane, I picked up my cell phone and hit Parker’s name.

 
    Chapter 4
     
    It rang twice before he picked up. His familiar voice washed over me, causing me to miss home more than I thought possible. “Pipes.”
    My heart thumped. I savored the sound of my name a moment before I responded. “Hey.”
    “Summer is going to suck without you.”
    The corners of my mouth turned up. It was the same phrase we had rehashed over and over since I had found out I was leaving. “How’s everything?”
    “The same. And don’t worry. I won’t forget to feed your Venus flytrap.” I could picture him in his bedroom, staring at his ever-growing superhero collection. While I dragged Parker to underground dance clubs, he lugged me to every single Marvel movie made, sometimes more than once.
    “Parrrker,” I elongated his name. “You have got to give me something, anything. Even the most mundane dirt.” I wanted just the smallest connection to home.
    “Well,” he drew out, thinking. “Mrs. Youleg locked herself out of her apartment again.”
    I laughed, my feet dangling in the air. “I bet the super had a conniption. That’s like the third time in the last month.”
    Sounds of the TV came through the other end of the phone. He was probably watching reruns of Supernatural , our favorite show. He liked the gory creatures, and I liked the eye candy. It was a win-win. “So