You know what's guaranteed to send your heart into your throat? Opening the front door to find the boy you had a crush on all through high school telling you he's the new subletter.
Of course, he barely knew I existed back then, and still doesn't. But in a house of six college kids, it should be easy to remain invisible while carrying a torch for him.
Except Austin Van Hewitt, my hometown's golden boy, doesn't get the memo. After we throw our first party of the year, I'm on his radar and somehow my lips miraculously end up on his. As he shows more and more interest, I push aside the plaguing insecurity of never being good enough.
But then a letter shows up in our mailbox. A time capsule I wrote to myself when I was fifteen. Guess who opens it by mistake and reads all about how I plan on marrying him and having his babies one day?
After he starts pulling away, I'm once again the girl in the background hoping that someone will understand me enough to pay me all of their attention.
This time, though, if I want everything I almost held in my hands, I'll have to speak up. And I'm not sure what's scarier; voicing my inner thoughts or facing his ultimate rejection.
