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We’re different flowers from the same garden, but we’re perfect together.
“I think that’s enough,” I murmur as I bat my lashes. “She’s probably going to sneak in my house and murder me after this.” “I won’t let her. Plus, don’t you want Paisley to think you’re banging the hot football coach?” “Who said you were hot?” His eyes glitter at me. “You, Nova Morgan, may not like me, but you think I’m sexy. I know this.”
“Uh, Coach, is this one of your, you know, sex things?” “I don’t have sex things! It was a bra! Just a bra.” “There’s a good story,” Sonia hums. “What happened?” “Ronan put on my bra. Red lace. It was very sexy,” I reply. “He likes to wear lingerie.” Ronan heaves out a gusty breath. “Girls. Please. I have lice. Focus.”
“Melinda, catch a clue. I danced to be polite. You and I are never going to happen. It’s Nova, and this song belongs to her.”
“I’m really scared, Nova,” he whispers. “Life will always be scary. It’s better when you do it with someone.”
“Because you’re a burst of light,” he says softly. “Because you believe in people. Because I can’t look up at the night sky without thinking about you. You’re a star.”
