It was nothing. I’ve completely forgotten about it. Jules’ words were ringing in my ears days after I’d stood at the bottom of the steps to her place, seconds away from making that almost-kiss a distant memory wiped away by my growing hunger for her. But then she’d put me in my place. She was a rich girl who could do whatever the hell she wanted. Just because I was a starting Trojan at Fulton U didn’t mean she gave a crap about all that. And while almost everyone over the weekend had been assholes, there were probably guys on her level who weren’t like her sister’s friends wanting to take
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