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CHAPTER1
JULIETTE
“Ihad a really good time tonight,” Aaron says, gaze pinned to mine with an intensity that has me wanting to take a quick step in retreat.
Instead, I force a smile. “Yeah. Me, too.”
It’s not a total lie. I did have a goodtime. But that’s all it was—good. Kind of like when we study together at the library or grab coffee at the Roasted Bean before class.
He glances away and shoves both hands into the pockets of his perfectly pressed khakis. “I hope we can do this again.” There's a pause before he tacks on, “Soon.”
I’m treated to a long, soulful stare that leaves me feeling borderline uncomfortable.
Yeah…I’m pretty sure that’s not in the cards for us.
Aaron is nice.
Really nice.
Super-duper nice.
There’s just no spark between us.
I’m searching for that elusive little tingle you get at the bottom of your tummy whenever you're near that person or even catch a glimpse of them from across a crowded room. It’s the kind of irrepressible energy that sizzles in the air, charging it until drawing a full breath into your lungs feels impossible.
No matter how much I might wish otherwise, Aaron and I just don’t generate that kind of chemistry.
There's only one person—
No.
I take a deep breath, slamming the door closed on those thoughts.
What I feel for that guy isn’t attraction.
It's irritation.
Annoyance.
Aggravation.
Trust me, if you gave me enough time, I could come up with a laundry list of descriptive words that start with a vowel.
I blink back to awareness, only to realize that Aaron is patiently awaiting a response.
Oh, right. He wants to do this again.
As I open my mouth to let him down gently, the words stick in my throat. The last thing I want to do is lead him on, but at the same time, I don't want to hurt him either. What I need to do is strike the perfect balance. We have several pre-med classes together this semester. If I’m sick and can’t attend class, Aaron is the one who catches me up to speed and makes sure I have all the notes.
They’re usually color coded and placed in order of importance.
If there’s been one lesson learned this evening, it’s that I should avoid dating guys I see on a daily basis.
As Carina, my roommate, would say—don’t shit where you eat.
She’s right about that.
He inches closer. “If you’re in agreement, I’d like to move this relationship forward. I like you, Juliette.” He glances away briefly before his muddy-colored eyes refocus on me with a mixture of heat and intensity. “I’m probably getting a little ahead of myself here, but I think we could be a real power couple. We share similar aspirations—both of us have set our sights on furthering our studies in medicine and becoming physicians. I've never found someone who fits so perfectly into my five- and ten-year plan. It’s almost like we were made for one another."
