The Artist and Me (16 page)
“I thought we’d discussed this already.” Becky gently rested her hand on his forearm.
He looked into her dark-brown eyes, the deep conker color identical to his own. “I just can’t remember what the reasons were,” he said with a frown. “Why I shouldn’t just head up there now.”
“You have to play it cool, remember? You can’t go rushing to her doorstep the minute we arrive.” Becky let out a weary sigh. “It makes you look too desperate, too needy. Girls don’t like that.”
Gabe was about to mention that he
was
desperate, he
was
needy, but he thought better of it. He could do without another long lecture from his sister about the workings of the female mind.
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Hannah Kay is a nineteen year old college student at Mississippi State University. She enjoys reading countless books at a time, performing with choirs and writing anything from fanfiction to poetry.
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