The Heartbreakers by Pamela Wells Page A

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    Answers: Never. Nothing. No.
    For some reason, she couldn’t get any of that out, though. It was like her brain didn’t work right around Will. Probably because he sucked up all the hot air in the room.
    She’d wanted to say, “Hey, Will, you’re a sucky friend and I don’t want to waste any more time with you.” But, if she were being honest, that wasn’t completely how she felt. He was a sucky friend, but she so did want to hang out with him, which was really the problem in the first place. He didn’t want a relationship and she did. But he wasn’t getting a relationship for free anymore. He wanted all the perks without the commitment. No way was she settling for that. No matter how much she liked him.
    Before backing out of the parking space, Kelly called Alexia to see what everyone was doing.
    Alexia picked up quickly.
    â€œYou busy?” Kelly asked. “I’m done at the shelter and I don’t want to go home. My mom was making steak and potatoes tonight for my brother, and I hate steak.”
    Through the phone, Kelly could hear Alexia chomp on something before she answered. “There’s a Falcon Beach marathon on tonight. Want to come over and watch it with me?”
    â€œWould I ever. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”
    Alexia’s mom answered the door when Kelly knocked. She was an older woman in her late forties and had passed her fiery red hair on to Alexia. Dr. Bass wore hers short, layered around her chin, while Alexia’s was long and wavy. Both motherand daughter had the same tiny, perfectly straight nose and light dusting of freckles.
    â€œWell, hello, Kelly!” Dr. Bass said. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”
    Kelly’s face heated up. Dr. Bass was right; after all, Kelly had been too busy with Will to give Alexia the time she deserved. Why was it, when a girl got a boyfriend the rest of the world faded away? Love sure was blind. And dumb.
    â€œYeah, I was…finishing up some projects,” she lied.
    A blender started up in the kitchen and Dr. Bass rolled her eyes. “My husband is trying to make a wheatgrass shake,” she said. “I better go check up on him before I have it on my ceiling. Alexia’s in the living room.”
    â€œThanks.”
    Kelly found Alexia on the couch with a bag of Goldfish crackers in her lap, although, right now, she looked more involved with the hot guy on the screen than the fish in her hand.
    â€œHey,” Kelly said, plopping down on the couch. The smell of Febreeze wafted up from the throw pillows. She reached over for the cracker bag and pulled out a handful. “Wow,” she added, finally looking at the guy on the screen. He was blond and had an extremely nice body. A lot nicer than Will’s. Will didn’t really have a body. He counted his calories and exercised, but he didn’t tone enough. His stomach was decidedly flat. But his twin brother, Ben…oh, boy, he had one rocking body. Kelly had seen him shirtless plenty of times while she was hanging out with Will at their house.
    Ben was definitely eye candy.
    â€œThat’s Jason,” Alexia said, nodding at the TV. “He’s the hottie of Falcon Beach.”
    Kelly raked her teeth over her bottom lip. “I’ll say.”
    When a commercial came on, Alexia finally turned to Kelly, and popped the cracker into her mouth. “So, how was the shelter?”
    Kelly sighed and pursed her lips. She was about to say she didn’t feel like talking about it because it was too depressing, but then everything tumbled out. “I probably broke like a bamillion rules by talking to him. I just wish I could get over him already.”
    â€œWell, stop breaking rules and you should,” Alexia suggested. “That’s what The Code is for, after all.”
    Kelly licked cracker salt from her fingers. “Easy for you to say.” Then, feeling like a