Broken #5 (The Broken Series - Book #5)

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yeah, it's very nice.”
    “Nice?
It's fit for royalty.”
    I slipped
my earrings in the holes in my ears, and twirled around the room.
    “Diamonds
too, right? Wow, are you sure Jet doesn't have a single brother?”
    “Nope,
just the one, and he seems pretty hitched to his girl.”
    “Dammit,
isn't that always the way!”
    I
giggled. I went into the bathroom and plugged in the curling iron. While it
heated up, I applied foundation to my face, and finished it off with eyeliner
and blush. I picked up the curling iron and proceeded to curl all my hair for
the next 20 minutes. When there was a knock on the door, Julie left to go get
it, and came back with Jet.
    He took
one look at me, and started shaking his head. “Wow, you look stunning. I'm
going to have to buy my sister a car now, for finding me a dress like that.”
    “Why, thank you. And you look
pretty handsome yourself there.”
    “Thanks.”
    The party was your typical New
Year’s shindig, full of way too much booze and college kids. It seemed like
everyone on campus was right there in the house. Jet and I walked around and
talked to lots of people from my classes, as well as Jet's teammates. We
eventually found Julie, who had disappeared on us throughout the night, making
out with Curtis in a corner. He was the guy she had vowed to have pity sex with,
and it looked like she was making tonight her night. I knew it would end up
being more, however. Julie wasn't capable of having a one night stand; those
two would be dating in no time.
    Jet and I danced the night away
while we got ridiculously drunk and vaguely immature. He never once left my
side, and I couldn't have been happier about it. The room suddenly silenced as
the TV was turned on, and everyone watched the ball drop from a 60'' TV screen.
When the clock struck 12:00, the room of people went crazy. There was
screaming, kissing, and people throwing party favors. Champagne was poured and
passed out around the room.
    I turned to Jet and kissed him
hard on the mouth. As the screaming went on around us, I slipped my tongue in
his mouth, and we made out as the New Year began. When we released, Curtis and
Julie arrived at our sides with champagne glasses. We all toasted the New Year
and clinked glasses.
    “So what are your New Year’s
resolutions, guys?” Julie asked.
    I thought about it for a moment.
“Probably get into the gym more. I know it's everyone's, but it's true for me
especially now, since I have such a buff boyfriend.”
    Jet laughed and answered, “I
think I'm going to try to go to class more and maybe learn something.”
    Julie laughed. “Yeah right, Jet,
who are you kidding?”
    He laughed. “Okay fine, so what's
yours?”
    “Have more sex! A lot more.” Julie said this as she cackled. Her date looked
pretty happy by her answer.
    I looked at Curtis and raised an
eyebrow. “I think I would like to eventually win a match against Jet.”
    “Well don't hold your breath on
that one.” Jet laughed.
    “Okay, down boys, let’s just
enjoy our night.” We all laughed when Julie said that, and we started to head
back to the dance floor.
    My night suddenly became complete
when Jet leaned into my ear on the dance floor and whispered, “I love you.”

 
    Chapter Twelve
    Jet

 
    We got back to my apartment, and
both Natalie and I were half in the bag. She was practically glowing ever since
I told her I loved her. You couldn't wipe the grin off her face, and it just
made her that much more beautiful to me. She deserved every little good thing
that I could give her, and the idea that saying those small words could make
her so happy made me realize I should have said them weeks ago. In fact, I
should have said it long before she did, because I did love her. I wasn't sure
how long I had loved her, but it felt like it was from the moment I first laid
eyes on her at the bar. And maybe it was; I had always felt like she had
bewitched me in many ways, and maybe she had.
    She sat on the couch, clumsily

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