When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)

by Lindsey Iler

open. It snaps shut with his slip in demeanor. “That’s what I thought.” I spin on my heels and leave him staring at my receding shadow. The obvious pep in my step shows my pride for standing up for myself. I never speak up or out of turn, especially to someone like Graham. My job is to fall into the backdrop, to not be heard or seen. For a split second, I know what other girls must feel around guys like him. Confident. I jerk open the door to Mr. Randall’s classroom, flick on the lights, and search for the camera batteries. As I tear open the package, I reach up to turn the light off and run into a solid rock wall. Instinct has me bracing myself. An amused Graham smirks down at me as I pull away from his firm chest. “Don’t you have a game to play?” I glance at my watch with irritation, delighted with how on the ball I am with the witty comebacks. This never happens. “You’re going to be late, you know.” “I’m Graham Black. It’s nice to meet you,” he says. He extends his hand to shake mine, ignoring my ploy to get rid of him. He’s close enough for me to see every eyelash as he blinks down at me, waiting for a response. I attempt to walk around him, but he slides to the side to block my exit. I try my luck once more, but run right into his chest. My hands connect with his chest again. Flustered doesn’t begin to explain what sweeps through me. Quit touching him, then. That’s twice now. The contours of Graham’s chest and the ripples of his abs press against my hands. I’m not pre...

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