Love Me If You Bear: Werebear/BBW Paranormal Romance by Roxanne Sweet
Authors: Roxanne Sweet
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Dear Diary,
It's so exciting to write on a clean piece of paper like this. I haven't kept a diary in years! I used to write in mine all the time when I was in my teens.
Well, I'm still in my teens - technically. But I'm nineteen now. That's a lot closer to twenty than it is to thirteen. And I'm mature for my age! So I think of myself as an adult already, rather than a teenager.
Anyway, what was I saying? I decided to start keeping a diary again. I'll write one or two entries, at least. There's just been so much going on in my life lately that I had to write it down somewhere. I didn't really have anybody I could tell about all the stuff going on. This has to be a super-secret diary!
Now I just have to figure out where to start. I guess I might as well begin a few months ago, when I started my sophomore year of college. I'm taking five classes this semester, four in psych and one in English. I love it! I can't wait to be a therapist one day and help people with their problems. My dream job would be working at an elementary school. Kids are the best!
Anyway, I was going to say, there's this new guy in my classes. It's a pretty small college, so usually everybody knows everybody. All eyes were on this guy, Asher, when he showed up. I mean, eyes were on him because he was new, but mostly because he was hot! I'm talking six feet tall and just plain good-looking. He has a bit of that jock kind of vibe - you could tell he was on the football team in high school. Usually not everybody is into it, but let me tell you - everybody is into him!
So all the girls were staring and whispering as this guy came into my first class of the semester. And the guys were kind of giving him the side-eye too, checking him out and seeing how much of a threat he was! He came into the class a couple minutes early and there were tons of empty seats at that point. But he decided to come sit in the seat next to me.
Now, I don't think he decided to sit there because he thought I was cute or anything. I've gained a little weight since the days when I used to keep a diary! I mean, I'm not huge or anything, but no one usually finds me attractive. My mom says I'm pretty, but how much can I trust her?
Well, for whatever reason, this super-hot guy came and sat down beside me. So naturally I said “Hi,” and asked him where he was from. I'm a friendly girl, you know? I would have said hi to any new student - girl, guy, whatever. It had nothing to do with his ridiculous attractiveness and his muscular body. Nothing at all!
No, for real, I wasn't even thinking about anything at that point. I was just being nice. He was pretty clearly out of my league, and I half-expected him to just start talking to somebody else instead. But he didn't. We got to chatting pretty quickly, and he turned out to be super nice! I found out his name was Asher and that he was from the midwest.
I introduced myself. “I'm Eden,” I said. “I've lived here all my life.”
He explained how he moved here for the psychology program, which he said is really well known.
“I didn't think it was,” I said. And I should know, since I'm in the same program!
“It's really well-respected,” he said, a smile in his cute brown eyes. “The program I transferred from has nothing on this one. I can already tell.”
I just laughed because class hadn't even started yet!
What with him being new and all, I wasn't all that surprised when he asked me to go out for coffee after class. After all, we were both psych students. We would be in four of the same classes all semester - he needed a friend. And he didn't know anyone else on campus, or in the state for that matter. I would be able to show him around. I didn't mind; I can always use a new friend.
I've had guy friends before, you know. Actually, now that I think about it, most of my friends are guys. They're never into me though, you know? They just treat me
Dear Diary,
It's so exciting to write on a clean piece of paper like this. I haven't kept a diary in years! I used to write in mine all the time when I was in my teens.
Well, I'm still in my teens - technically. But I'm nineteen now. That's a lot closer to twenty than it is to thirteen. And I'm mature for my age! So I think of myself as an adult already, rather than a teenager.
Anyway, what was I saying? I decided to start keeping a diary again. I'll write one or two entries, at least. There's just been so much going on in my life lately that I had to write it down somewhere. I didn't really have anybody I could tell about all the stuff going on. This has to be a super-secret diary!
Now I just have to figure out where to start. I guess I might as well begin a few months ago, when I started my sophomore year of college. I'm taking five classes this semester, four in psych and one in English. I love it! I can't wait to be a therapist one day and help people with their problems. My dream job would be working at an elementary school. Kids are the best!
Anyway, I was going to say, there's this new guy in my classes. It's a pretty small college, so usually everybody knows everybody. All eyes were on this guy, Asher, when he showed up. I mean, eyes were on him because he was new, but mostly because he was hot! I'm talking six feet tall and just plain good-looking. He has a bit of that jock kind of vibe - you could tell he was on the football team in high school. Usually not everybody is into it, but let me tell you - everybody is into him!
So all the girls were staring and whispering as this guy came into my first class of the semester. And the guys were kind of giving him the side-eye too, checking him out and seeing how much of a threat he was! He came into the class a couple minutes early and there were tons of empty seats at that point. But he decided to come sit in the seat next to me.
Now, I don't think he decided to sit there because he thought I was cute or anything. I've gained a little weight since the days when I used to keep a diary! I mean, I'm not huge or anything, but no one usually finds me attractive. My mom says I'm pretty, but how much can I trust her?
Well, for whatever reason, this super-hot guy came and sat down beside me. So naturally I said “Hi,” and asked him where he was from. I'm a friendly girl, you know? I would have said hi to any new student - girl, guy, whatever. It had nothing to do with his ridiculous attractiveness and his muscular body. Nothing at all!
No, for real, I wasn't even thinking about anything at that point. I was just being nice. He was pretty clearly out of my league, and I half-expected him to just start talking to somebody else instead. But he didn't. We got to chatting pretty quickly, and he turned out to be super nice! I found out his name was Asher and that he was from the midwest.
I introduced myself. “I'm Eden,” I said. “I've lived here all my life.”
He explained how he moved here for the psychology program, which he said is really well known.
“I didn't think it was,” I said. And I should know, since I'm in the same program!
“It's really well-respected,” he said, a smile in his cute brown eyes. “The program I transferred from has nothing on this one. I can already tell.”
I just laughed because class hadn't even started yet!
What with him being new and all, I wasn't all that surprised when he asked me to go out for coffee after class. After all, we were both psych students. We would be in four of the same classes all semester - he needed a friend. And he didn't know anyone else on campus, or in the state for that matter. I would be able to show him around. I didn't mind; I can always use a new friend.
I've had guy friends before, you know. Actually, now that I think about it, most of my friends are guys. They're never into me though, you know? They just treat me
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