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Now a senior, Meg catches the eye of not one, but two gorgeous guys at school. Sounds good, right? What girl wouldn’t want to be in Meg’s shoes? One cute boy happens to be her boyfriend, and the other? Well, he wants to be. And Meg? She’t torn between Ash, the boy she’s been with for nearly five months, and Noah who is pretty irresistible.
But Meg is playing with fire. Pitting two boys against one another, even if she doesn’t intend to, could end badly if she isn’t careful. PERFECT FOR YOU is a teen romance from bestselling author Ashelyn Drake, where one girl will risk everything to find her perfect match.
I put the phone down and eat my cereal. Just as I take the last bite, my phone beeps with a message. I grab it, thinking Ash is taking a bathroom break.
Got plans for today?
It’s not Ash. I don’t recognize the number at all. I text back.
Who is this?
Guess.
Noah? No, he doesn’t have my number. My fingers hover over the keys, not knowing how to respond.
Noah: It’s Noah.
Why is Noah texting me? Sure we’ve been hanging out, but only at the courts. We’ve never called each other or anything.
Meg: How did you get my number?
Noah: I have my ways. How’s your head?
I haven’t even thought about it. My late night swim with Ash sort of cured all my ailments.
Meg: Better.
Noah: Good. Let’s go to the water park.
Is he asking me out? He knows I’m with Ash. I can explain being at the tennis courts with Noah since he’s the best player on the guys’ team, but going to a water park?
Noah: What, do you have plans already?
Yes, I do. Gray and I have to practice, and I promised Ash I would go watch the Football
Challenge tonight.
Meg: Kind of.
Kind of? Why did I text that? What the hell is Noah doing to me? It’s like my brain shuts off when I talk to him.
Noah: Pick you up in twenty.
It isn’t a question. He’s not asking me to go out with him. He’s telling me he’s on his way to pick me up. On his way here. My house. My mind is mush right now. A week ago I didn’t think
Noah knew my name. Now, he knows my cell number and where I live. How is this happening?
I snap out of my mind melt and realize I’m not dressed to go to a water park. I race back upstairs and throw on a bathing suit. Instantly, my late night swim with Ash comes to mind. I should text Noah and cancel. This is a huge mistake. Ash isn’t going to understand this. Grayson isn’t going to understand this. Hell, I don’t understand this. What is it about Noah that draws me in?
There’s something there, but I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe if I can figure out what it is, I can actually be his friend and this stupid crush would go away.