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Alexis
I wantto blame Kendall and Willow for flaunting their relationships. For showing the world what love looks like. For making everyone around them daydream about finding what they have one day. The way Finn looks at Willow makes my heart melt. It’s almost like he can’t breathe unless she’s around.
Then there’s Declan.
God, the man is head over heels in love with Kendall. His alpha male, possessive stares are like fire to my groin. And he’s not even looking at me. I can only imagine what that look does to Kendall.
But the person who’s actually to blame for my current predicament is none other than Evie Palmer.
Barely out of high school and she sees more than most people. Maybe it’s from the years she spent surrounded by the Graham boys that has her so in tune with the opposite sex. Or her older brother, Max, who is surly as ever these days. Constantly texting on his phone. Rolling his eyes at the sweet gestures Finn and Declan make.
I get it.
They’re cute couples, but yes, it can make you nauseous. Especially when you’ve been single for so long you can’t even remember the last time you were touched in a way that lit you on fire.
But I don’t have time for that. To worry about entertaining a guy. To spare any of my attention.
I’m already in a relationship.
Sort of.
If you can call it that anyway.
With my studies.
Lame, I know.
But I need to keep my focus. School. Graduation. Obtaining my master’s degree. Getting a job.
In that order as quickly as possible.
Then I can worry about finding someone to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe having a kid, or two. I haven’t decided yet. I definitely want a dog.
Which is why I’m blaming Evie for what happened.
Because she’s the one who put ideas in my head. And once they were swimming around, there was no ignoring them, or the embers that started to ignite. Which meant only one thing.
If I wanted to douse the flames, I had to play with fire. And the only way to ensure I didn’t get burned... I needed to call the shots.
Risky? Sure.
But it was only for one night. Then things would go back to normal, right?
Wrong!
So, so wrong.
Because Micah Graham has a way of wrapping himself around you and holding you hostage. His laugh gets inside of your head. His smile, your heart. And his body... damn. The image of that man without his shirt on is engraved in my memory.
Not that I mind.
It’s a damn sexy picture.
So, what’s the problem?
I don’t have time to play games. I’m not interested in a relationship. School has been and always will be my primary focus. Micah is nothing but a distraction.
For example: Monday, as I was working at the library, I thought I saw him walk through the doors. Twice. Then, as I was shelving encyclopedias on the second floor after we closed, I swear I heard his voice calling my name. I tripped over my own two feet when I spun around, eyes desperately searching for a glimpse of his perfection.
