Bryce_A Sexton Brothers Novel by Lauren Runow & Jeannine Colette

Author:Lauren Runow & Jeannine Colette [Runow, Lauren & Colette, Jeannine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-15T05:00:00+00:00

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It’s way too late, and I should be asleep, but instead, I’m curled up on the couch with my night cream on and my iPhone in hand. I pick it up and scroll through my text messages with Bryce. While I haven’t seen him in days, we have been texting. My favorites are the random facts.

Banging your head against the wall for one hour burns 150 calories.

So, that’s how you stay in shape …

If I recall, you’re the door banger. ; )

Looking back at the conversations Bryce and I have makes me laugh. In person, he’s reserved. Behind the screen, he lets loose a little.

When he was ten, he broke his arm while skateboarding because he wanted to be like Bart Simpson. He spiked his hair and held his arms up, yelling, “Cowabunga, dude,” when he crashed into a brick wall.

His first kiss was when he was sixteen. He had finally lost his baby weight, and instead of going to the junior formal with the cheerleader he had a crush on, he brought a girl from the chess team. Her name was Sarah, and she kissed like a frog catching a moth. He almost swore off kissing forever. Almost.

Scrolling up on my phone, I tap on the selfie he sent me two weeks ago. His smiling face lights up the screen.

Goddamn, he’s handsome. I know I’ve said it before, but he has a square jaw and almond-shaped eyes and perfect white teeth. When Aiesha compared him to Superman, she was doing him an injustice.

Bryce Sexton is so much sexier than Superman.

Turning my head to the mirror on the sidewall, I take in my reflection. My skin always has a healthy glow, thanks to a great skin care regimen, and I’m not unattractive, but I’m also not the kind of girl you stalk for days after meeting on a rooftop.

Okay, there, I said it. To myself anyway.

It’s been plaguing me, why Bryce thinks I’m so special. I don’t want to get down on myself. I’m spectacular; I know that. It’s just … he’s rich and powerful, and I’m … me.

I slap myself on the head and try to get out of this woe is me thing I have going on.

I’ve been telling myself for years that I don’t have time in my life for a relationship.

That is complete bullshit.

I blame Ashton.

Five years ago, when I went to the then-love of my life and told him I was carrying his child, his first reaction was to ask me if the baby was his. Then, he told me to get an abortion. It wasn’t only that Ashton didn’t want to be a father. He also didn’t want to be tied to me.

Up until then, I’d had a tremendous amount of confidence. Growing up with a mother who constantly reminded you that you could be anything and do anything was a great boost to your self-esteem. All it takes is one man to cut you at the knees and have you questioning your entire existence.

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