Beyond the Gaze of a Boy - Lure

"Oh, come on," Jasper says. "You can't leave it at that."

I exhale in relief when Rosalie calls out, "Jasper! Come start the grill!"

But he waves her off, barely looking away. His eyes are intent on mine as he waits patiently, and all I can see are those damned freckles.

I tear my eyes away, looking at the grass as I say gruffly, "It's hard to go from someone always being there to being alone."

He nods slowly. "So why haven't you..? I mean, you've had chances."

"Not with anyone I wanted," I tell the rock between my feet.

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