"You know i'm not mean and scary though," He brings me closer to him with the grip on my wrist. "Right, Carver?" We're nose to nose again, his face is down by mine and i'm looking at his lips.
Tilly Carver is sick of her big brother bossing her arou...
i'm so happy for the recognition that this book and all my others have received, really it means the world to me! I love you all! My next fic is in the making? Here's a little sneak peak;
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"Heather, you seriously want to come to me for advice?" He looked at me strangely as I sit on his bed, my pink outfit a contrast to his dark room, I nod and he smiles. He walks up to me and puts his hand under my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. "You gotta promise me one thing though..."
I knit my brows together, a sign for him to continue.
"Don't fall in love with me, kay?"
I roll my eyes and smile shyly, "Oh shut up Munson, you're full of yourself, that would never happen in a million years!"
