Future Tense
READ MY LIPS
Moran was something of a grind. She had her eyes fixed firmly on the future. Her only concern was getting good grades, so she could qualify for a special school. Then one day in physics class, she heard a voice: “Hey, gorgeous. How about a date?”
The problem was … nobody else heard the voice.
It belonged to Carter Jackson. Cute, sweet Carter with the sincere blue eyes. Maybe he was also Carter the con man.
It was awesome. How did he get her head anyway? Could he read her mind?
