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I swung back and forth for a while,
letting the breeze settle my nerves. I don’t know how long I was out there for,
but eventually, I heard a car pull up. The door shut and footsteps thumped up
the stairs.
“Hello,” a masculine voice drifted
towards me.
I opened my eyes and was greeted with
crystal blue eyes, messy brown hair, a lopsided smirk and six feet of tall,
lean man.
“Er…um…hi,” I croaked out. Okay…the man
was gorgeous. Pretty sure I was blushing.
“Haley?” gorgeous mystery man asked.
I nodded. I didn’t know who this guy
was, but he seemed to know me. And if I opened my mouth to ask him, I’m sure I
would sound like an idiot again.
He gave me that adorable lopsided grin
again. “Eli.” He pointed at himself, like I should know who he was. Eli was leaning
against the porch railing, staring at me with amusement in his eyes. Maybe if
he wasn’t so damn attractive I could get my brain to start working again. But
for now, I could only stare.
“You don’t remember me, do you?” he
asked. “The four of us hung out together when I roomed with Noah in the dorms.”
Holy
shit. This man in front of me couldn’t be
Noah’s roommate. There was no possible way he was the same guy. I hung out with
the kid all the time, and this guy…no, not him. Not him at all.
“You look nothing like you did freshman
year.” I blurted out. Then quickly turned red and clamped my hand over my
mouth.
Oh God,
he’s going to think you are the biggest idiot.
Eli laughed. “I was a lot scrawnier
back then. Had longer hair. Wore thick framed glasses all the time.” His voice
still sounded the same. That was something at least. “When I moved back home to
help my mom, I worked with my uncle at his construction company. I guess that
helped me gain a little muscle.” He shrugged like he was not confident with how
he looked.
The more I stared at him, the more he
was becoming familiar. Freshman year, he was this quiet, slightly nerdy kid. He
always wore comic book t-shirts. He had spent most of his time on his computer
or playing video games with Noah. Kyler had kept telling me that he had a crush
on me, and she even begged me to go out with him a few times, but I always came
up with reasons I couldn’t. Mostly those excuses dealt with my crush at
that time—Drew. Blah. I was so not going to think about that douche when
Eli was standing in front of me.
I mean, I enjoyed hanging out with him
as a friend, but dating? He was definitely not what I thought my type was.
Though, what I thought my type was turned out to be a bunch of jerks, so maybe
I should have given the nice guy a chance.
“You okay?” he asked gently, pushing
off the railing and taking a seat next to me on the swing. “You seem lost in
thought.”
I shrugged, not knowing what to say.
“You don’t remember me, do you?”
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