Page 24 of Magnetic God

“True, but Brooks is Brooks. It’s different. He’s a man.”

“Jess, Matt is a man, too.” I say the words slowly, but I’m totally joking because I know what she means.

She pokes at my side. “So you slept with him, huh?”

I nod.

“And?”

“And it was…amazing. The best I’ve ever had.”

“I knew it,” she yells. “Details! Now!”

I laugh, falling back next to her. And then I fill in my best friend on all the naughty details. I mean, what are best friends for?

Friday, February 8 @7:30am

What are you doing this weekend?

Studying, per usual. Why?

Want to spend the weekend with me?

You know I do.

Then let’s make it happen.

Saturday, March 9 @1:37pm

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REALLY wish you were here, and not just because Jess ditched me to get drunk with every other person who’s here for spring break.

Turn around, Angel.

Spinning, I find Brooks standing there. He’s wearing black board shorts that make him look so freaking sexy.

Jumping to my feet, I rush to him, throwing myself into his arms. He catches me with ease.

“How are you here?”

“A drunk birdie texted me and said you were lonely.” He grins. “I hopped on the next flight and here I am.”

I pull him down for a kiss. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Oh, this is purely selfish. I get to see you in a swimsuit.” He wiggles his eyebrows, making me laugh.

“Not for long, I hope.”

“Angel,” he breathes out. “You’re killing me.”

I press into him, feeling his erection pressing against my stomach. “Take me to bed, Daddy.”

Tuesday, April 9 @ 7:45am

Happy six-month anniversary, Angel.

I can’t wait to see you.

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