Page 5 of Talk Swoony to Me


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I’m saved!

I rush outside, locking my dumb car behind me as I race toward her. The passenger side door pops for me. I grab it, quickly sliding in and out of the rain before I get soaked all over again.

I drop my bag on the floor between my feet. “Jenna, thank you?—”

I freeze.

No. Not Jenna.

Definitely not Jenna.

Jenna’s not a man.

Jenna doesn’t have those cheekbones.

Or that chestnut hair. Or a five o’clock shadow. Or those perfect, round eyes I shaded with charcoal just twenty minutes ago… which I can now see are a bright shade of green.

It’s the model from class.

And I just got into his car.

I just got into a stranger’s car.

My stomach clenches.

He looks at me with one hand on the wheel. The other touches his chin, giving it a simple scratch as he bobs his head toward my car.

“Car trouble?” he asks with a deep, youthful growl.

I open my mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. My voice, lost somewhere in the depths of my throat, refuses to do its job.

“I...” I squeak.

Leave.

Get out.

Run.

Now.

“I’m sorry!” I say as I fumble for the knob. “I thought you were someone else.”

“Wait,” he says, making me pause. “It’s all right. Stay out of the rain.”

Another bolt of lightning flashes in the sky and I flinch.

He smiles, that perfect jawline dipping with the most delicious dimples I’ve ever seen.

Why did I have to flinch like a damn child?

My cheeks burn. My fingers shake. Still, I say nothing.

His throat clears. “So, car trouble?” he asks again.

“Uh...” I find my voice. “Yeah. I think so. I tried to start it and it did that clicking thing.”

“Sounds like a dead battery. You leave the lights on?”

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