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I came back she had folded my clothes and left them on the couch for me.

“So what are you escaping from this time?” I said as she pulled her shirt over her head.

“Zack sent me a bunch of stuff and wrote me a note saying he wants to talk.” I put my boxers on. The tag was sticking out of the back of her shirt, so I put it back in for her, even though she flinched at the simple gesture.

“Don’t do it,” I said.

She turned her head to look at me, her eyes blazing and her cheeks still flushed from the sex.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she snapped.

Christ, I needed to wave a white flag with this girl every time I opened my mouth. “I’m not. Just advising. It isn’t a good idea.”

“Well thank you so much for your concern, guy I just fucked, but I’ve got plenty of concern and I don’t need it from you.” She pulled on her boots and smoothed her hair, re-doing her ponytail. “I don’t need anything from you except a physical distraction, and now that I’ve got it I’m going to go back to my room to watch movies with my friends and smile and be fine. Because I am.”

I smiled at her. “Okay, sweetheart. You’re fine.”

She glared at me and put her purse over her shoulder and pulled out her keys.

“Don’t patronize me.”

I shook my shirt out and pulled it over my head.

“Sorry. My mistake.” Upon further inspection, the banjo seemed to be unscathed, so I set it on my lap and played a little tune.

“Sooo, bye. I’ll call you.” She paused for just a moment with the door half-open.

I grinned at her. “Me and my dick are looking forward to it.”

She glared again and shook her head before slamming the door.

About the author:

Chelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker, vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing, she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting. She has a degree in journalism from the University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just as weird as she is.

Other books by Chelsea M. Cameron:

Nocturnal (The Noctalis Chronicles, Book One)

Nightmare (The Noctalis Chronicles, Book Two)

Neither (The Noctalis Chronicles, Book Three)

Whisper (The Whisper Trilogy, Book One)

Deeper We Fall (Fall and Rise, Book One)

My Favorite Mistake

Find Chelsea online:

chelseamcameron.com

Twitter: @chel_c_cam

Facebook: Chelsea M. Cameron (Official Author Page)

Faster We Burn (Fall and Rise, Book Two) is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are use fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, business establishments or locales is entirely coincidental.

Cover by Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations

Table of Contents

Acknowledgments

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: Why lightweights shouldn't drink

Chapter 2: The big head versus the little head

Chapter 3: What happened last night?

Chapter 4: The Decision

Chapter 5: Freefall

Chapter 6: Trying to be the Hero

Chapter 7: The face plant

Chapter 8: Appetizer anyone?

Chapter 9: A first date from hell

Chapter 10: A night in the hospital

Chapter 11: Anticipating the deed

Chapter 12: A surprise destination

Chapter 13: Caught in the rain

Chapter 14: Shower for Two

Chapter 15: Finally, a night to remember

Chapter 16: The Pledge

Chapter 17: The next day

Chapter 18: A day on the trails

Chapter 19: Taking a sick day

Chapter 20: The First Snow

Chapter 21: The Snow Angel

Chapter 22: Phase Two

Chapter 23: Wilma

Chapter 24: The Truth is Out

Chapter 25: Going Home

Chapter 26: Waiting

Chapter 27: Trying to Heal

Epilogue

YA Titles by Tiffany King

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