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By Christina Lee
Franklin University Series, Book 7
Remy Duval was my high school crush and secret first kiss, but he’s also so much more. A painter, a tattoo artist, my best friend Bailey’s older brother…and Bailey’s sworn enemy. It was easier to keep my distance the past two years, but now that Bailey and I are attending Franklin University with him, I’m only drawn to Remy more. I should be loyal to my best friend, focus on classes and swim team, but the more I see Remy around campus, the harder it becomes to stay away.
My brother hates me, but that’s no surprise. I’ll take the fall for ruining our family if it means doing the right thing. But as soon as my brother and his best friend show up on campus, I know I’m in trouble. Alex is all grown up, and I can’t help wanting him, especially when he’s in those tiny swim briefs that emphasize everything.
One kiss leads to more, and before we know it, we’re tumbling into secret, no-strings-attached hookups. But who knew Alex would understand me in ways few others have? And I think, just maybe, I understand him too.
I keep telling myself it’s temporary. Alex doesn’t want to disappoint his best friend, and after what my parents went through, I’m not looking to settle down. Making waves is nothing new, but the further I fall, the more I drag Alex in the deep end with me.
“Wanna dance?” Alex asked with a hopeful glint in his eye.
“Nah, I’ll just observe from a safe distance.” I leaned forward. “I like watching you.”
He made a frustrated sound. “Okay, you don’t play fair.”
“And you do?” I chuckled, eyeing him.
“Ready?” Jordan nudged him, and Alex nodded.
Just as they were about to head out, Alex swung around. “Will you hold my jacket so I don’t lose it?”
“Of course.” Once I took it from him, I slipped my arms through it so it wasn’t dragged or stepped on or anything. The material was warm and soft, obviously broken in from use. But when I angled my head and sniffed the lapel, it smelled like him too. Perfect.
“What?” I asked, realizing that Alex was staring at me with a wistfulness in his eyes.
“It looks good on you,” he said, adjusting the hem against my waist.
I grimaced. “Don’t get any ideas.”
“Well, you did go to a football game, which I still can’t believe.”
“You and me both.”
As soon as I shifted, I realized that his jacket was a bit of a tight fit in the shoulders. I’d need to be careful so I didn’t tear it.
“By the way, I wouldn’t be caught dead in this thing if it wasn’t yours.”
He cracked a smile. “Thank you for your sacrifice.”
I leaned forward. “You’re welcome, Chlorine Boy.”
About the Author
Once upon a time, Christina Lee was a wardrobe stylist in New York City. She spent her days schlepping clothes, hailing cabs, and on the hunt for the perfect lip gloss, which became a bit of an addiction—along with books and coffee. You could always find her perched in a corner booth of a favorite diner sipping a dark roast and reading.
She currently lives in the Midwest with her husband and son—her two favorite guys. She’s been a clinical social worker and a special education teacher and while very rewarding, they still didn’t feel like an exact fit. It wasn’t until she began writing a weekly column for the local newspaper that the bells went off in her head. She could finally draw from her real-life experiences and vivid imagination to write fiction—and she’s never looked back.
Christina writes romance in different sub-genres, but mostly with LGBTQ characters because representation matters and everyone deserves a happily-ever-after.
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