“I am not hormonal.” I fake glare at him.” She’s got her lovey-dovey look on.”Īs Is gazes at Devyn with her own lovey-dovey look, he says, “Yeah. She turns to Devyn, who is smiling like a crazy man, just hanging back in his wheelchair watching the scene. She pokes me in the ribs with her elbow, gently. “You are getting all swoony faced,” Issie tells me with her singsong voice. I swear his pheromones have my freaking name written on them. There are these things called pheromones, odors that guys give off to attract women. I can smell his deodorant even though he’s still far away. Nick pockets the note, which is probably a fake. “Not a problem, buddy,” Coach yells back. He waves a late pass at the coach and yells, “Sorry I’m late. The massive muscles in his legs redefine themselves as he walks toward me. I have felt his breath in my ear and I know without a doubt that he’s real, even if he is a werewolf. His eyebrows, like Devyn’s nose, are a little big and if you stare at him long enough you realize that his lips are a bit lopsided. He’s all dark skin and dark hair and dark eyes. He’s ridiculously cute in his PE shorts and dark green T-shirt and people that good-looking seem vulnerable, almost like they can’t be real. “Nick saunters into the gym and my heart basically stops.
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