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Story: Having Henley

“No, but you do.” I feel my face burst into flames the second I say it. “With Jessica.” When he looks at me like he has no idea what I’m talking about, I roll my eyes. “Jessica Renfro. You’re taking her to the movies.”
Recognition dawns, followed by a lopsided grin. “Stalker much?”
He’s still holding my hand.
“Please.” I glare at him. “I have third-hour history with her, and she won’t shut up about it. Listening to her talk about you is like being waterboarded, only I have a feeling being waterboarded is more fun.”
He keeps grinning. “Studying with you is more important to me than seeing a movie with Jessica.”
My heart starts flopping around in my chest like a fish out of water.
Because he wants his car. That’s why he’s being nice to you. That’s the only reason why. Because he needs a tutor. That’s it.
“Fine,” I say, jerking my hand loose to hold it out expectantly. “Tomorrow. Can I have my book back now?” Conner just laughs.
“Not a chance,” he says, shoving the paperback into the back pocket of his jeans, leaving me empty-handed before turning to head back into the library.