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I was twenty now.

Not seventeen.

Not eighteen.

And definitely not the girl who accidentally signed a waiver without reading it and spent the rest of the night getting chased through Haunted attraction by total strangers.

I knew the rules.

I knew the game.

And, unfortunately, I knew what his mouth felt like.

My lips tingled at the memory.

I groaned and leaned my forehead down on the steering wheel.

“Seriously?”

This past year, I tried to forget about the masked man.

I tried.

I went on dates.

I kissed other men.

I tried living the college experience and do what everyone else did.

But, nothing compared.

I fucking tried.

I raised my head and glanced towards the fairgrounds again.

That’s when I saw them.

My pulse jumped.

Sebastian.

Sullivan.

Samuel.

And other members that I didn’t know.

There were several girls around them as they all stood near the fencing.

From the road, they were all dressed in casual wear, and I couldn’t really tell what from what.

I kept staring, and then his eyes looked up at me.

A grin stretched across his lips.

Sebastian.

Handsome as ever.