Chapter Three
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His blue eyes glared down at me, surrounded by thick, blond lashes. Nostrils flared, and he pressed his lips together in a grim straight line. Staring down at me was my former best friend from high school, a relationship I had destroyed. Griffin looked nothing like he did when we were at Benedictine College Prep together. His voice had deepened, and somehow it made him even hotter than I remembered. Anger came off him in waves, but I wished it wasn’t directed at me. When I opened my mouth to speak, nothing came out. I cleared my throat and shook my head back and forth a few times and tried again. My tongue was heavy, and it felt like every ounce of moisture had been sucked away. In a raspy voice I managed to convey the basic information.
“I, um... live here now. Jus
