Discovering Us (True Love) (Volume 1)
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They wanted forever... but sometimes forever's not that easy.
This is the first book of the True Love Trilogy.
Due to language and sexual content, this book is not recommended for readers under age 17.
First semester, we drove to our classes together since we both lived at home, but after we’d proven with our grades that we were serious about this college stuff, our parents let us get an apartment together, and it was awesome! We felt so grown up. We both got jobs at the Starbucks in Norris Center, so at least we were trying to help our parents out with the bills some. Jag had been excited for me though he hadn’t gotten to see my new place, but I’d emailed him gobs of pictures of it. I quickly
was pretty good. I raised my eyebrows and puckered out my lips making my assessment. “Not bad.” “Told you! Let’s go get you a cup.” We wended our way through the gobs of people to the screen-enclosed back porch where there was, swear to God, what looked like a freaking horse tank full of the drink. I slowly turned my head and looked at Rebecca all You’ve got to be shitting me. She giggled and grabbed a cup for me, dipping it into the pool of liquor. Wow. “Is this even sanitary?” I asked.
His body shuddered with his release before he collapsed on top of me, his breaths coming rapidly as he buried his face in my neck. Oh. My. God. Sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed the side of his head, his hair damp with sweat, loving how he felt on top of me, around me, inside me. This was another memory I knew I’d keep with me forever, one that I’d hold deep in my soul until my last breath. He pulled back and looked down at me, eyes twinkling,
bitch. “I’m Alessandra. It was nice meeting you,” she said on a hair flip and with another gorgeous smile, turned and model-walked her way to her condo, leaving me standing alone there feeling like the ugly, illegitimate child of Keith Richards and Steven Tyler. Now, I didn’t think that I had self-esteem issues, I’d always felt pretty good about myself, but I’d bet that any woman who ran into someone who looked like that and that woman knew that the woman looking like that had been around her
already because he’d said so when we were young and, man, he could play a guitar crazy good. So could his sister. He’d tried teaching me when we were younger but my fingers weren’t long enough to hit some of the chords, so I opted to just listening to him play. “Then I thought about being a professional skateboarder.” I smacked his arm knowing he was being a dork. “Hey! When I got my kickflip down, I thought I was gonna be the next Tony Hawk!” “Whatever.” I chuckled. “Then being a gigolo