I find him in the game room. He’s standing in a small group of guys and girls. A beer bottle hangs from his fingertips. Everyone else is smiling and laughing. Tyler wears a smile that I can tell is fake even from across the room. The girl standing next to him puts a hand on his arm. He doesn’t even look at her, but I still feel an all-consuming rage to claim him. I already knew what I wanted, but it pushes me to act. My strides are long and sure as I start for him. I don’t take my eyes off him, but I notice the group around him goes quiet as I approach. When Tyler’s green eyes finally lock on
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