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They say opposites attract. I never believed that until I met Abby. I was an Ivy League student, the eldest son of an affluent family, living a life of luxury and rubbing elbows with D.C.’s elite. Sounds great, right? Too bad prestige comes with a price. When the expectations became too much, I decided to escape to the hills of West Virginia with my best friend for a summer of fun, some R & R and a little white water rafting. I wanted to lose myself in the outdoors, but instead found Abby. A petite waitress and all around spitfire, she knocked me off my game, making me want more than the casual, no strings attached relationships I was used to. To me, she’s not just another summer fling. She’s something that could last.

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“I’ve never seen you this protective over a girl before. What’s so special about this one?” I grit my teeth. I don’t want to talk to Luke about this. He’s never once cared about a girl. Admittedly, I’ve never felt anything like what I feel for Abby, but I’m not a detached and unapologetic man-whore like he is, either. “Forget it. You wouldn’t understand.” Seriously, I’m not talking to him about my feelings. No fucking way. “Try me,” he challenges, all hint of teasing gone. The sincere look in his eyes stuns me and I cave. “It’s just-” I start, but don’t really know what to say. “I care about her,” I finally admit. “She’s not just some hook-up. I want to keep seeing her. Even after we go back home.” Luke nods as though he understands. For some reason, it makes me want to keep going. “I have something real with her. Something that could last. And I want it. I want her. I don’t want anyone else to ever touch her again. To love her. Just me.”

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Ashley is an author and book lover living in Ohio with her husband and two sons. She’s loved reading since childhood and has always enjoyed creating characters and stories. She finds inspiration everywhere: a song on the radio, a person she passes on the street, a place she’s visited on vacation. She lets her imagination run wild and her fingers do the typing.

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