Not A Small-Town Girl

intoxicated by his scent. She didn’t expect him to be this cold, and it stung.

Her eyes, full of hurt, met his. "David, I swear, I didn’t mean to. I just twisted my ankle. I know you like Danielle, and I wasn’t trying to... do anything. Besides, someone like Danielle wouldn’t even care about this-she’s above stuff like that."

Her words were a mix of explanation and a subtle attempt to drag Danielle into this. If Danielle were upset over something so small, it would show she wasn’t as sophisticated as people thought.

As Audrey spoke, she took a small step closer to David.

Seeing her move again, David’s face hardened, his eyes turning colder, and he instinctively stepped back.

Second, I don’t want you anywhere near me. So

words were sharp, colder than ice. His gaze was just as harsh. Audrey’s face paled,

I love you. I’ve loved you since we were kids. Danielle doesn’t love you like I do. Why can’t you just see me? We’ve known

trembled, her eyes shining with unshed tears. She looked vulnerable and desperate, the kind

throat loudly from across the room, trying to give Audrey

her head at the sound and froze when she saw Danielle walking down the stairs. Panic gripped her as

There’s nothing between David and me. David doesn’t just care about your looks. He