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"I don’t want to be good, Rafe I want to be bad Very bad"

Dios "I don’t even want to know," I said, and we began walking again

Yes you do, a little voice nagged You absolutely want to know

Twenty-Three

Bella

It was Saturday, and I’d been to all my classes this week Maybe it’s not much of an achieveates, I still felt eyes on h Lianne had infor had replacedYou had to hand it to an organization which attempted to embarrass its own members almost as badly as the women they were finished with They were equal-opportunity assholes

At any rate I wasn’t going to flunk out of school But my social life was over My hockey friends had twenty hours of practice a week and a full gaotten aboutact, my phone lit up with texts from Pepe, Graham, Rikker and Trevi They invited me to Capri’s They sent me funny videos

They tried

But all I sent back were excuses And when they didn’t give up, I started ignoring theether They were busy, anyway, and I wanted them focused on hockey, like they should be Last year, the hockey team was my whole world Lately, erous case of cabin fever

Grabbing the book that I was supposed to be reading, I stuck hts of stairs I knocked on Rafe’s common room door

"Yeah!" The sound of his voice sent a happy little shiver up enerous leather sofa "Hi," I said, feeling shy all of a sudden

He sat up "Hi You okay?"

"Sure" I came in and shut the door "Except there’s a s at me"

He smiled, and I felt a little flutter down below Damn that s under the effects of his sexy mouth