The Third Best Thing (Fulton U, #3)

by Maya Hughes

“Jules, I’m crazy about you.” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “I needed you to know that. And… I know I promised I wasn’t going to say anything to send you screaming from the room, but I want to be completely honest with you. I love you.” I gasped and his letters fell from my fingertips, dancing their way to the ground through the thick air laced with hope and possibilities between us. “And I needed to say that. If you’re going to walk away from me, I don’t want there to be any more secrets between us. I’m head over heels in love with you. Hell, I even felt like I was cheating on The Letter Girl with how much I liked you even from the beginning. And I see you, Jules. “I know there’s so much shit out there about women and their bodies and I don’t want you to think I don’t see you. I love your curves. I love your thighs and how strong they are when you wrap them around my waist.” He wrapped an arm around me, tugging me close. “I love your arms. I love how you can use them to swing around that pole upstairs.” Dropping his arm, he threaded his fingers through mine. His gaze lifted. “And how you wrap them around my neck.” He pulled my arms up around his neck, my fingers brushing against his thick hair. “But you’re not someone who’s been in the spotlight. I don’t even know what catty bullshit and terrible things you’ve listened to for who knows how long. And I don’t want to see you get hurt.” His words were whispers across my lips. “If you need me to go and you don’t want to be with me...