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About BEAUTIFUL BOY
One introverted girl.
One extroverted guy.
One assignment.
One afternoon.
Then everything changed…
“You destroyed me.”
Novah wanted nothing more than to walk away, never see him again. She was determined to pick up the pieces of her tarnished reputation and move on. Her torture became her muse, earning her well-deserved notoriety for capturing beauty with her lens. She had come full circle. She had it all…until he returned.
Nolan found himself surrounded by the grim facets of life, no longer the prominent boy from an affluent family who’d caught Novah’s eye. The years had been unkind and left him in the dark, painful trenches of life. He needed her help.
Fifteen years can equate to a lifetime of change, neither one the same person they once were. Despite the humiliation, the latent wounds, the missing years…they’re destined to heal one another in unexpected ways.
“You saved me.”
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“Show me your scars… and I’ll
show you mine.”
The muscle in my forehead grew taut,
and even without a mirror, I knew how harsh my expression must’ve
been to her. It became evident in every inch of my face, from my
pursed lips to my tense jaw, even the space between my eyebrows ached
with tension.
“Just because I don’t wear them on
my skin doesn’t mean I don’t have them, Nolan. Everyone has
scars. Everyone has dealt with some varying degree of pain. We’ve
all been hurt one way or another.”
“And what will seeing your scars do
for me?”
She shrugged with her fingers holding
onto my shirt, unmoving, simply waiting. “Hopefully make you
understand you’re not alone. Maybe help connect us in some way.
Bring us closer, and allow us to open up to each other in a way we’ve
never been able to with anyone else.”
“How could we possibly understand
each other’s pain?” My voice rumbled heavily as the words escaped
me. The oxygen grew thick around us and made it difficult to hold
onto my bearings.
Her gaze fell to her fingers once they
began to resume their task— pulling my shirt from the waistband of
my pants before unhooking the very last button. Then she ran her
palms up my chest. Heat spread over me like the sun peeking through
the clouds. It left me lost in her touch. Her hands moved to my
shoulders, beneath my work shirt, and then torturously down my
arms. She pushed my shirt off my body with an unhurried ease.
arms. She pushed my shirt off my body with an unhurried ease.
My white undershirt remained, covering
my chest and hiding the unsavory reminders of war. She stood in front
of me, staring at my torso like it was a blank canvas, waiting for it
to reveal something to her. Gentle fingers caressed the fabric at my
sides, leaving behind trails of deep shivers like paths of singed
nerves that sparked and sizzled long after her touch had moved on.
Her scrutiny
proved to be too much to handle, and without thought, I roughly
grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, yanked it over her head, and left her
in nothing but a plain black bra. Wide, cerulean eyes met mine, and a
soft, airy gasp resounded around us.
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