He was the northern star. I had no choice but to become enveloped in his brightness and let it coax me toward him. Wanting him was an unconscious impulse, like taking my next breath.

His short hair is damp and a few strands are plastered to his forehead. His eyes are bluer than blue when he assesses me coolly. "Ready for me?"DEAR GOD YES.

I'd have provided her with diagrams and flow charts. But, Sam ruined that day she told the school we weren't dating. Sharks prowl in the water now, and I'll be damned if I step aside now and let Logan woo her with coffee and cheap teddy bears. It's time to break out the big guns: Signor Armani.

When I was with him, there were no consequences