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now,” he pleads, his voice desperate. “But I believe in us. Can’t you try?”
    I don’t want to hurt him with my next statement by making him feel like he’s old news, but I need him to understand where my head is. “I hoped college would be a fresh start for me.”
    His hands slide around my waist, holding me tight to him. “Maybe it’s a fresh start for us too.”
    I should’ve known better. He always sees the positive. Who could say no to his hopefulness? I take in his earnest expression. His beautiful blue eyes shimmer with the moonlight and promise. “I’ll think about it,” I somewhat relent.

    “ I CAN’T BELIEVE you’re not drunk,” Maggie says as we enter our dorm room. I have to admit, college is pretty cool so far, seeing as we can party right on campus and not have far to go to crash. I’m pretty jealous that Greer had gotten the apartment deal too.
    “I can hold my liquor pretty good. Except for tequila. I only drink that if I have no desire to feel or think or remember shit. Did you even have a drink?”
    “No, not big on it.”
    “So … Pete?”
    She turns and sinks in a dreamy state onto her bed, letting out a loud sigh. “Pete Ford,” she singsongs. “He drives a Chevy.”
    I laugh loudly. “Well, that confession is not the one I expected to hear from you since you two snuck off for a bit.”
    “I know,” she squeals. “I just thought it was cute. He’s so … spectacular.”
    “Spectacular? Do tell.” I crack the bathroom door open while I change quickly into my pajamas and brush my teeth.
    “I don’t know. He’s just … different. We talked about everything, like we were old friends. He was so nice to everyone who came up to him. He actually recounted the times he’s seen me ride.” She groans loudly, causing me to poke my head out of the bathroom. She looks mortified. “He saw my fall last March, Denver.”
    I grunt around my toothbrush and quickly spit into the sink. “And he still thinks you’re cute? He’s a keeper!” We watched the tapes while we were prepping. It was gruesome, and she still had the knot on her head to prove it.
    “I know, right? And, what’s better, he asked me on a date. Like an actual date! He didn’t do that annoying thing that guys do nowadays. You know? That immature as hell thing they’ve got going on.” Her voice drops and she mimics, “You wanna hang out sometime?” I burst out laughing as I try to rinse my mouth out. “Anyway, he’s Ransom’s best friend. They’ve been rodeoing together since they were real little.”
    “Really?” I can’t keep the interest from my voice.
    “Yeah, he said Ransom’s a good guy. Tough, of course. Grew up real harsh, but is set on making something of himself.”
    “Hmm … I didn’t get to talk to him for long, but he seemed intense and interesting.” When I went back to the party, the two bitches, whom I later learned had actual names, Becky and Amber were chatting him up. Then I watched him leave with a different girl altogether.
    I ended up shooting the bull with Greer and the other ropers before grabbing Maggie and calling it a night. “So you’re interested in him?” she asks.
    “I don’t know. I mean, I think I’d like to be friends with him.” I give myself a hard stare and question which type of friendship I’m looking for. Even if he wasn’t the one I could have that kind of friendship with, I still wanted to be actual friends. “I’ve just always admired him and his dedication,” I finally admit. “I’d like to get to know him better.”
    “Well, I’m thinking maybe I judged him too harshly based on his looks. Pete spoke very highly of him. Speaking of looks, who was the good-lookin’ blond you were talking to?”
    I blow out a deep breath and join her on her bed. “He’s a long, complicated story. That’s who.”
    “Well, I’m not going anywhere except to change.” She bounces up and leaves the door open as I stretch out on her bed and contemplate