"I can't change the past but I can change the future and I want that future to be with you."
After one kiss from one of Pittsburgh's hottest: Carter Sanders, I was shamefully intoxicated. It could never happen though; he was a rich, sexy black guy and I was an unnoticeable, middle-class, white girl. We were too different. But when Carter starts giving mixed signals, I become trapped in his game. One thing was for sure, this game had to end before his lips got me into trouble.
*This is my first story, so I'll admit that it's not the best, don't judge too harshly.*
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