The Third Best Thing (Fulton U, #3)

by Maya Hughes

This was my freaking body and I loved the shit out of it. And if I kept telling myself that, maybe one day I’d believe it.

“My mistake, I just go with what I call her in bed at night.”

I didn’t appreciate Jules’ quiet beauty. The kind you found yourself sneaking a glance of when she smiled because it was so completely pure and unworried about being anything other than real.

“Don’t ever let anyone else make you feel like you’re not awesome.”

In a matter of days, Jules had gone from someone I looked forward to seeing every day, to someone I needed to see. I needed to make her laugh and make sure she was okay. And I wanted her to want that of me too.

“Not from the way he’s checking out your ass, he isn’t.” She lifted an eyebrow with a wide smile.

“Your lips make me forget about everything else. They make me forget about losing, about the hundred people in the hallway beside us, about anything not centered on this mouth. How’d you get so fucking sweet, Jules?”