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night, so I can get away with torturing him even more.
    I get out of the shower and see tha t I have a message from Brandon. I suck in a sharp breath and feel my heart racing.
    Brandon: Good morning, gorgeous. I’m really looking forward to seeing you today, so I hope you didn’t change your mind.
    I grin and touch my lips, feeling that tingle everywhere now.
    Me: I’m looking forward to seeing you, too. I have something to do until about two.
    Brandon: Can I pick you up at three?
    Me: Um, can we meet at the school again?
    Brandon: OK. I’m getting the feeling you don’t want me to see where you live. I swear I won’t stalk you too much.
    Me: You’re cute.
    Brandon: You’re cuter. See you at three. Wear tennis shoes and bring a jacket.
    Me: I’m sure you could keep me warm.
    Brandon: Don’t say stuff like that. I still have hours until I can touch you again.
    Me: Hee hee. See you soon.
    B eing a real stalker, Paul follows me to Sierra’s. I take her to the hair salon, and she’s beyond excited.
    “I can’t believe you’re doing this for me,” she says, smiling as she sits in the chair, getting a much needed trim.
    Casey i s twenty-two, and we share a love for the same styles. She has a beautiful face with a cute button nose, and all of her short hair is platinum blonde right now. I say right now because like me, she changes it a lot.
    It was completely red the first time I came here. I only visited her a couple of times growing up, so we’re just getting to know each other. She’s sworn to secrecy like everyone else who’s aware my mom and I are in hiding.
    While Casey is putting red in Sierra’s hair, I ask a stylist who’s sitting around if she’d like to put mine back to the pastels I like so much. It’s not the time of year for the light colors, but it reminds me of spring and sunshine.
    Paul walks in and has a worried look on his face as he approaches my chair.
    “Sorry, but I need to speak to you for a minute.”
    “Sure.” I get up and follow him to the door, but he tells me not to go outside.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Kendra called and said there are a couple of vans hanging out near the gate. She thinks they’re reporters. I don’t see anyone outside, but I want to walk you out just in case, and I don’t think you should go back home right away.”
    “ This is happening so much sooner than I thought. Listen, I really want to spend time with Brandon, and it’s hard when I know you’re waiting on me. Please let me be alone with him. He’s really nice, and we can trust him to keep me safe.”
    “You know I can’t do that.”
    “Yes, you can. Go back to the house, and that’ll throw the reporters. They’ll probably stay around my home, thinking I returned in the car with you. Then tell Kendra I’m staying at Sierra’s.”
    Paul stands with his hands on his hip s, looking out the glass doors. His blonde hair is shining from the sun coming in. “OK, but you better text me every couple of hours. I can’t believe I’m letting you do this. Stay here. I have something for you.”
    Paul retu rns from the Mercedes and hands me a cell phone. “Carry this in your purse, so I can track you if something goes wrong. I’m only allowing this because I don’t want you going back to the house, so don’t make me regret it.”
    “OK.” I grin and give him a hug. I’m getting my first taste of freedom since we moved here.
    “Who do you have with you, Leah?” Casey asks, batting her long lashes our way.
    “Com e on. Watch what you say since Sierra’s here,” I whisper to him.
    “Casey, this is my older brother, Paul. Paul this is Casey, my stylist, and this is my friend, Sierra.”
    Casey’s eyes are round as she stretches out her hand. I can see that she’s desperately trying not to drool or smirk since I called him my brother.
    “Hi, it’s really nice to meet you,” she says, n ever taking her eyes off of him.
    “Likewise.” He gives her a wicked grin, and I don’t believe it.