No matter the attempt made, Natalie found it impossible to find rest as she tossed and turned beneath her pink comforter marked with rose petals over a white background. Yet, her thoughts were not based around this impending stalker who she heard in every creak of the hall’s floor or branch hitting against the window of her dorm. Instead, they were on the two men who seemed to pique her interest in a matter of two weeks. At first, she thought of Jackson, the way that kiss lived in her mind rent free...but then she thought of Kenton immediately and the most recent interaction of her body pinned between his and the car he used for patrol. She loathed how she found herself attracted to two men; both forbidden to her; and yet, ones she lusted for and was annoyed by in equal measure. For Jackso
