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NEVER GONNA TELL Synopsis: My name is Reagan Wilcox: high school senior by day, kick-ass investigative journalist by night. I’ve always loved observing people—especially when they think no one is paying attention. I thought I was ready to cover any story. Work any angle. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened that night. I wasn’t ready for what I saw. And I certainly wasn’t ready for him. I always knew I’d write the headlines. Now, I just might become one.
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I drop to the floor to retrieve the ball. After stalling for a few seconds, I stand back up. Marco is still staring at me—or more specifically, my bent-over ass. I feel the heat rising up my neck and covering my face with what is no doubt a bright-red hue. Marco smiles ruefully at this.
“What happened, Reagan, to all your witty comebacks?” His delight at making me squirm is obvious, like a snake toying with a rat.
“Fresh out, I guess.”
“Well, that’s a shame. I was really enjoying your wit. There aren’t a whole lot of girls here who can hold down a conversation that doesn’t center on fashion or the latest escapades of Damon and Elana, and those who can are usually too stuck up to bother with a guy like me. In this town, smart and pretty is a rare commodity.”
“More like stuck-up and scared,” I mumble under my breath.
His gaze narrows. “Why? Because of my last name?”
Well, crap. I really was being a bitch, wasn’t I? He hadn’t done anything but be nice to me, and I was brushing him off because of rumors. Sure, they were significantly scary rumors with soft evidence to back them up, but I haven’t even given him a chance to prove them wrong.
“I, um.” My words are lost and jumble inside my head as his eyes are fixed on me.
“Forget it.” Funny, sweet Marco is gone, replaced with his brooding, moody alter ego. I open my mouth to apologize when the bell rings.
Coach Shaw blows his whistle, preventing any further discussion. “Return your equipment and hit the locker rooms! See you guys next week.”
I’m paying attention to Coach Shaw, so I don’t notice when Marco steps toward me, so close I catch a hint of his cologne. It’s clean and fresh, like soap mixed with fresh-cut grass or something. His fingers reach up, lightly brushing my shoulder before trailing their way down my arm. I can’t breathe. His fingers don’t stop until they circle my wrist. He clasps the paddle out of my hand and leans in to my ear, whispering.
“I’ll take these back. See you around, Reagan.”
My brain can no longer form words, so I nod, trying to remember how to breathe. And swallow. Or move, for that matter.
I think I may have absently nodded again before he turned, leaving only his lingering scent behind. I stay in the frozen state of “did that really just happen” until Goth Girl bumps into me on her way out the door.
Ability to move regained, I head to the locker room. As I debate the merits of a cold shower, I can’t help but wonder: what kind of trouble have I just found?
About Sarah M. Ross: Sarah started her obsession with reading at an early age, often sneaking BabySitter Club and Nancy Drew books into math class. She would read any book she could get her hands on. Her love of reading quickly evolved into a love of writing and stories began to pour out of her. She grew up in Pittsburgh, graduated from The University of Pittsburgh with a degree in English, and taught 8th graders to love reading as much as she does for several years. Sarah will always be a proud member of the Steelers' Nation, but couldn't take the cold and moved her frozen tush to Florida where she now lives with her family and two cats. You will find her now with her trusty Kindle in hand and toes in the sand! Sarah's debut novel, AWAKEN, released in January, 2012. Other novels include AVENGE, ATONE, ECHO OF AN EARTH ANGEL, and INHALE EXHALE.