Dangerously Damaged (Addicted To You, Book One) by Covington Lucy

Author:Covington, Lucy [Covington, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-04-25T22:00:00+00:00

-JB”

LINDSAY

Here is the part where I explain my experience with the opposite sex. Contrary to popular belief, I was not woefully ignorant when it came to boys.

I was ignorant, but not woefully so. I’d had a boyfriend – Ian Marlowe, who I dated sophomore year for about three months. He went to a different school, so the only time I really got to see him was when our parents agreed to drive us somewhere. We would meet at the mall a lot, where we’d make out in the dark movie theatre and he’d try to get his hand up my shirt.

Then there was my date to the prom, a guy named Steven McGruder who I knew from math club. We were supposed to be going just as friends, but he kissed me at the end of the night. I tried not to think about it too much, because even though Steven was cute, he wasn’t a good kisser. His tongue was like sandpaper, and his lips were too soft.

And of course I’d played spin the bottle a couple of times at various parties. Well, if you can call trips away with the debate team parties.

Anyway, the bottom line was I didn’t know what to make of the note Justin left, or the things that I was feeling.

I knew I should be upset. After all, Justin had already gotten me into trouble with my RA, and then apparently thought it would be okay to sneak back into my dorm in the middle of the night and slide a note under my door. (Who did something like that? And how had he gotten in here anyway?) He didn’t leave a phone number, or an email address, or a way to text him.

He just slid this note under my door and what? Now I was supposed to wait for him to come back into my life, to just show up whenever he wanted? It was insulting.

Another part of me was extremely excited at the prospect of seeing him again.

Last night I thought there was no way, that he’d left my life forever. But now that there was a chance he might be back….I was surprised to find that I was smiling.

And I hated myself for it.

But before I could decide just how much I hated myself, there was a sound of a key turning in a lock, and then the door to my room went flying open.

A girl stood in the hallway. She had long curly blonde hair and she was dressed in a pair of grey leggings, a fuchsia shirt with a black leather vest over it, and three or four long silver necklaces. A huge black hobo bag was slung over one shoulder.

“Hello,” she said. “I’m Lola.”

“Oh,” I said dumbly. I had no idea who Lola was, or how she had a key to my room.

“Otherwise known as Rachel Flowers,” she said. She dropped her bag onto the floor. “I’m experimenting with names.”

I was completely confused. This person standing in front of me was my roommate? “I didn’t … I wasn’t expecting you until later.

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