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The corner of his mouth turns up into a wicked smirk that produces an unusual reaction from me

“Excuse me” I shove Preston, desperate to uy “You’re in my way”

He doesn’t budge an inch Preston covers my hand that’s still on his stomach with his “And you are in mine”

A rush of heat shoots throughPreston shouldn’t feel this good He’s my dad’s favorite player and the best defenseman in Division I Men’s Ice Hockey But ue Like way out of it On another planet

I’m a scholarship kid He’s a rich athlete with the potential to go pro We have nothing in common, apart from our athleticism

Preston holds rip, stepping back from him

“I think you have the wrong locker rooh his short dark hair that rests on his forehead Like the rest of hi about how ain

Danore him

He smiles, and my silly heart claws its way out of my chest Water slides down the side of his face, and I have an immediate desire to lick it from his tanned skin

Focus, Bex

“No, I don’t,” I counter “This is the right locker roo”

He tilts his head to the side and studies h to ht? You’re Coach Bryant’s girl You look different Were you always so… tall?”

I’m five feet ten inches, which comes in handy when you play basketball It also uys Preston still has six inches on me

I force a closed mouth smile “Yes, I’ve been this tall since freshirl I et what I’”

He scratches the stubble along his angular jaw, still sirl”

“You’re one to talk, Peter Parker You’re named after Spider-Man If your spidey sense had kicked in, ouldn’t be here right now, forced to talk to each other?”