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Teaser Share ~ The Hardest Fall by Ella Maise

The first time you meet someone, you make eye contact. You smile,

say hello. Should be simple, if you’re anyone but me. The first

time I met Dylan Reed, I found myself making eye contact with



part of his body. You see, I’m very good at being shy, not to

mention extremely well-versed in rambling nonsense and,

unfortunately, rather highly skilled at making a fool of myself in

front of a guy I’m attracted to.

At the time, I knew nothing about him and thought none of what I

said would matter since I’d never speak to him again. Turns out, I

was very wrong. He was the star wide receiver of the football team,

one of the few players expected to make it into the NFL, and I

ended up seeing him all over campus.

I might have also propositioned him, run away from him, attacked

him with a cooking utensil…and…uh, maybe I shouldn’t tell you all

of it. It’s pretty normal stuff, things you’d expect…from me.

Eventually, the time came when I couldn’t hide anymore—not that

he’d have let me even if I tried.

Before now, he never knew I was secretly watching him. Now that we

see each other every day, he knows when I have a hard time looking

away. It doesn’t help that I’m not the most subtle person in the

world either.

He smiles at me and tells me he finds me fascinating because of my

quirks. I can’t even tell him that I think my heart beats

differently whenever he’s around.

He thinks we’re going to be best friends. I think I have a big

thing for him, and the more I get to know him, the more I don’t

care that I’m not allowed to be his friend, let alone fall for


The thing is, that’s exactly what I’m doing—what


doing, I think.




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