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Rescue Me: A Bad Boy Military Romance
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would be if you didn’t keep interrupting him.”
    “What do you want with Ella Hanover?” Tim asks with a laugh. “I saw you with her earlier in the hall. I thought you were going to pull a prank on her.”
    I think back to earlier in the hallway when I stopped to help Ella off the floor. She’d caught my eye when Amy Waters had pushed her way past her. I know Amy well enough to know that she doesn’t bother fucking with people she doesn’t feel threatened by. And then I saw Ella’s red hair and her green eyes. And there was just…something. It was ridiculous. But it was like I was seeing her for the first time.
    “Hello? You in there, Davis?”
    Tim is waving his hand in my face. I shove him away. “Nothing,” I reply. “Just like to know who’s who on campus, you know me.”
    “Trolling for prom king votes?” says a deep voice from behind me. It’s Dean.
    “Shut it, Dean!” I yell back. “So what else? Likes, dislikes?”
    The kid on the bench looks like he’s run out of ideas. “I think she likes sour candy,” he says.
    “Sour candy? Like what kind?”
    He shrugs. “I don’t know. I saw her eating some gummy worms after class one day. One of my friends brought her some. He has a crush on her. Who can blame him. She’s stacked.”
    “Probably down to fuck, too. All the nerdy girls are. Desperate for attention. They’ll spread their legs for any guy who looks sideways at them in the hallway.” Michael Evans strolls by me, that cocky ass grin on his face that seems to be permanently plastered there.
    I grab his arm and shove him up against the lockers. He just smiles at me. “Do it, Davis. You know you want to.”
    My heart is beating, and I hear the voice of my guidance counselor in my head warning me to stop what I’m doing if I have any chance of joining the Marines. I let go of his shirt and shove him back to where I found him. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a stick of gum, chewing it open-mouthed like the asshole he is. “Just slip it into her already, Davis. You know you want to.”
    Both Tim and Dean have to grab the back of my shirt to keep me from lunging after him as Michael leaves the locker room. “I hate that asshole,” I say, seething and resituating my shirt. I take a few deep breaths and nod at Tim and Dean. “Thanks.”
    “Don’t mention it,” Dean replies.
    “Michael’s a real dick,” Tim adds. “His daddy’ll sue you so fast it’ll make your head spin. He’s not worth getting into trouble over.”
    I slam my locker door shut and pull my duffel bag over my shoulder. “Yeah. But she is.”

CHAPTER SIX
    ELLA
    PRESENT DAY
    The blue sky above Texas is as pure as I remember it being as a kid. I take a deep breath and inhale. It smells like cigarette smoke and old books. But that's because I'm still in the back of this taxi that is only going eighteen miles an hour through the straight, unobstructed roads. Well, unobstructed until a cow meanders out of the trees and stops in the road. The driver slams to a halt.
    "Could we hurry this up?" I ask him, slipping him another twenty dollars.
    "What do you want me to do? Get out and push her? I don't think she'll fancy that much," the driver replies.
    I roll my eyes. "I mean once this cow moves." I tap my manicured nails on the armrest of the taxi. The fake leather is so worn it looks like suede. I rub my fingers against the black covering and enjoy the little flakes that pill up around my fingertips.
    The cow finally moves and the driver accelerates another eight miles an hour.
    "I said faster."
    "This is faster. Sweetheart, we do things on our own time here in Texas. You'd best get used to that."
    I open my mouth to protest that I'm well aware of how things proceed in Texas, since I was born and raised here, but I swallow my words. The air conditioner is blasting cold air but it's barely reaching me back here. Humidity is condensing on the inside of the glass. I put my hand up to my hair and realize the curls
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