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Bad Habits
Lucas Atwood stepped over the threshold of Savannah’s parents’ two-story home. He looked even taller than when she had last seen him. He easily towered over everyone in the room and drew her eyes like a moth to a flame. He’d cut his hair. The shaggy locks she’d adored for years were gone. The crisp button-down and khaki pants were a sharp departure from his typical basketball attire.
He looked…good.
And she should never have noticed.
“Savannah?” her boyfriend, Easton, said at her side.
“Yeah?” She drew her attention away from Lucas. “Did I miss something?”
Easton flashed her a smile. Sometimes, it was hard to believe that they’d been dating for nearly three years. That she was finally graduating from the University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill and going off into the re
