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A full minute has passed. He says, "These interviews.
Can you expand a little? He's silent. Another thirty seconds, and then, "No. Oh my God. I don't think we have enough time. Is there a time limit on these interviews?
Do you have to go somewhere else? Because, honey, I could stay forever. I work. A lot. And I study. And this is my break time. And you're here asking me these kind of questions? My boyfriend. How my boyfriend is about his sister. Not his sister.
Fallen Fourth Down (Fallen Crest High #4) by Tijan
Bren is fine, but how he is, that's a whole other issue. Only one finger left. You met my friends before, right? They're loaded.
They don't understand what the poor person has to deal with. No, no. I'm going to love this interview. We're going to be here all day. All of them. I want to rant about all of them. I'm sure you did. They usually go first, and it's because they're the stars of this whole operation. Well, I'm sick of it. I want to be the star. When is it my turn? When am I the first to be interviewed? Why didn't you interview me first? I know. Because I'm not the star, and they are.
She doesn't say anything. She's not sure if she should even be looking at him. And then, "And you want to know why they're the stars? Because I'll give it to them. They are. Everything surrounds them. Mason is loved. Holy fuck. All the girls want him. And all the same girls want to be friends with Sam. They feel bad for her, but they all love Logan too.
And he's got his own group. They're super protective of him, almost to the part where they get bitter because they think he's getting a raw deal. Everything's about Mason. Logan's the runner-up, but you know why that is, right? I mean, it's obvious. The interviewer starts to ask, then he says it, "It's because of how gorgeous they are.
So that's my rant. How beautiful my friends are. Because holy shit, you've seen 'em. You know. You're probably hot and bothered with me just talking about them right now. And Mason with his muscles. And his green eyes. I've never seen anything like them, but between you and me I don't think he gets enough attention for his eyes, but they're something.
Aren't they? Oh yeah. And Logan. Don't even get me started on Logan, with his dark luscious hair, and his chocolatey, milk chocolatey eyes. That's why they're the stars, and who can really blame anyone? I'm getting affected right now. I should stop. I should get a tan for my book. I gotta look extra good. That's a good idea. I need to book a tanning salon. It can be anything.
His forehead wrinkles, then he shakes his head. We don't do that in my culture. We're all about the love, surfing, fishing, leis. We don't do that. We're happy. I didn't even know what that word meant until today.
I learned it when I met Logan. He rants a lot. He could rant for me. Can we do that?
He twists around and hollers, "Logan?! Can you do something for me? Guys either wanted to be their friends, wanted to be them, or hated them with a passion. The girls-well, I'm sure that's obvious. Mason was gorgeous. Tall, broad shoulders, slim waist, a body that was sculpted to perfection. It was just from him being mouth-wateringly gorgeous, and from training for football.
They kind of adopted me as their family, and I became Mason's lover. I was his in every sense of the word, and Logan became just as protective of me. For a few years, it was the three of us against the world. There were others, like Mason's best friend Nate Monson, and then Heather, but it was always the three of us.
And to an extent, it still was. No one could touch what we had, and tomorrow we were all going to be together once again. Mason was in Los Angeles for a football game. He was playing tonight, and then he'd travel to Cain on Friday. We'd have a full weekend together.
I almost groaned. It'd been two weeks since I had last seen him, and I wanted him here now, but. I kept telling myself that, trying not to count the hours on the clock. One more day. Actually, half a day. Maybe I could get super drunk tonight and that'd make the time go faster? Even as I half-entertained the thought, I knew I couldn't.
There'd be booze, Heather, Taylor, Courtney, Grace, and me. Plus pumpkins and carving tools, and I knew Logan would show up somehow. It wasn't a recipe to get blitzed out of my mind.
I'd need to stay alert tonight. Come on, let's head out.
He was partially doing it in Mason's honor, but also because it was Halloween and it was our last year of college. Logan was finding any excuse to throw a party this year. If I sneezed and the snot came out gold, he would throw a party to celebrate it. I shook my head, making my way down the row to where Heather was paying for all the pumpkins. The penis one was on top. The thick root was sticking straight up. It had been pointing toward the air before, but now it was curved back against the pumpkin.
She grinned. I wanted to make you feel special. Special doesn't describe how I feel. After the clerk handed her the receipt, we made our way back to her truck. Heather had offered to drive. My little Corolla had bit the dust that summer, and Mason had been letting me drive his black Escalade.
He'd gotten a brand-new one as a present from his manager, and he was driving that in Massachusetts, where he was playing for the New England Patriots.
For the weekend, he'd left his new one back there, and I'd cleaned his old one this week for him.
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He kept asking how it was doing. I wasn't the only one he was missing. She set down the wheelbarrow, then opened the truck's bed. I grabbed that thick root and used it to put the pumpkin into the back of the truck.
Moving to grab the next one, I asked, "What's the plan tonight? He didn't want to do damage to ours. So, yes. We drop the pumpkins we want at your house, then drop the rest off at the one he's renting. I figure we can keep six for us. Five girls.
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Maybe an extra for Logan to carve tomorrow, or tonight if he crashes girls' night. We were halfway done. She grabbed two at a time, placing them gently in the truck. She grunted from the effort, then repeated the process. He's coming up, but more to see Mason than me.
A reader has tipped me to the news that Google Play Books doesn't actually display Epub. Sure, Google will let users upload Epub files, and they maintain a pretense of selling Epub, but their reading apps apparently Do Not Display Epub files when you are reading an ebook. I learned of this oddity from Ben Hollingum, an ebook developer based in London.
He detailed the quirk on his blog a couple days ago : Most e-readers ruin your books by not recognising certain CSS declarations, overriding them with their own defaults, or by implementing your CSS in a freakishly non-standard way — not so Google Play Books.
The part of Google Play Books that handles CSS stylesheets — presumably forked from the Chrome browser — seems to be excellent, it can understand complex pseudo-class selectors and parse combinations of pseudo-class and pseudo-element selectors with ease. This first became apparent to me when I loaded one of the books I was working on into Google Play Books. This book had drop-caps on the opening body-text paragraphs of each chapter.
These were identified using an HTML class p. I did it this way because it allowed swanky modern systems like iBooks and Readium to display drop-caps, but phrased it in such a way that Adobe Digital Editions and similar readers which always render drop-caps wrong would ignore it pseudo elements mean nothing to them.
When I loaded this book into Google Play books I noticed something odd. In addition to the drop cap on the first paragraph which rendered very nicely , it added a drop cap to the first letter of the following page the page break having fallen halfway through the first para.He twists around and hollers, "Logan?! She gave me an "are you serious" look, but only pursed her lips and shrugged.
I angled my head to the left-still there. And you're here asking me these kind of questions? South free roots read 17 visions more Hawaiian than real students to open infinite. I'm going to love this interview. Asad , did you end up getting the book? Your turn in the hotseat is coming. Tijan said we have to do this shit, so we're here.