Chapter 19: Mia

As I resurface, Beck's attention stays focused on me. A satisfied expression fills his face. No matter how much I try to pretend otherwise, I'm ridiculously aware of him on every level.

Every shift of muscle.

Every flick of his green eyes.

I'm all too cognizant of the attraction that buzzes between us.

Pretending to ignore him, I swim a few laps. As far as I'm concerned, he's not there.

That's what I tell myself, anyway.

"How's Arron doing?"

I glance at him with confusion. "Who?"

"I guess that answers the question, now doesn't it?" One side of his mouth hitches in amusement. "The last time we ran into each other, you were with some guy named Arron."

Oh, right.

"Yeah," I mutter. "We're not together." Two weeks after that party, I told Arron that I thought we were better off as friends. He didn't agree, and I haven't spoken to him since.

"That's too bad." He doesn't sound the least bit sorry. "What about now? Is there someone special in your life?"

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