Beneath the Lone Star Heat

he ranch visit, Sav

e itself into an answer. Her body was back in her tiny off-campus apartment, but her mind was st

only one trying to

he knew something-felt something she'd tried so ha

ubbock in years. And she

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aned over

eed. Yo

linked. "Y

like the keyboar

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the window. "He's j

n interesting. And maybe

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uckled. "

h didn'

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campus, Jace was having a conver

he was bein

ng he hated: marble floors, chan

t looking up from her phone. "He wants you to meet

lied, leaning against the grand p

Jace. Your racing may be strong, but your im

hrow the fi

his ne

p sharply. "W

sm major. Doesn't exactl

r vision," he snapped.

yebrow. "Then I hope s

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yellow rose tucked in

name. But she knew e

saw it. "You've officially cr

bidden," Sava

y. And you? You're Jane

ank

"Just saying. Do

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nto the old rail yard on the edg

ss, and graffiti sprawled across every steel panel.

here

ck, smoke curling from a cigarette

aid as she

smoke

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need quiet. When I d

you inv

his gaze was sharper th

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ld soda. "No alcohol

ty

irls who write things down instead of yelling.

her smirk. "You sound like

hav

n silence

really race?

t answer

t's the only tim

nked. "

r. Or worse, becom

stunn

ath the swagger. A boy trying to outrun a legacy. A boy

e words that broke

ne was the only thing I c

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eath caught i

idn't run. Didn't s

just

thing in her

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