Ivy Smoak Facebook ad: “More than 1 million copies sold!”

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Coffee splashed onto my shirt as my cup fell to the ground. As I began to slip again, I suddenly felt two strong hands on me, holding me steady. "I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" said a deep voice. "I'm fine." I kept my eyes on the ground. "It wasn't hot anymore." I left off the fact that it was cold because I had been sitting in the coffee shop for half an hour acting like a crazy stalker. His hands slowly fell off my waist. "I'm afraid I've ruined your shirt." I looked at the brown coffee stains that showed clearly on my blue tank top. "Oh, crap, I have an 8 a.m. I don't have time to change." I wished I had worn a coat to protect myself from the cool rain instead of bringing an umbrella. "Here," he said. He put down his satchel and lifted off his gray sweater. The white dress shirt he was wearing underneath lifted slightly as he pulled off the sweater, and I caught a glimpse of his abs. I let my eyes wander to his face. It looked like he had stepped out of the pages of a magazine. He looked older, possibly a grad student. His hair was dark brown and wet from the rain. The way it was sticking up made it look like he had just run his hands through it. His jawbone was sharp and there were dimples in his cheeks. His eyes were a deep brown like his hair and they were staring at me intently. My heart began to beat fast. He handed me his sweater. "That's okay. I can't take that," I laughed uneasily. "I'll be fine." I moved to the side so he could pass by me. I felt my cheeks begin to blush. "I insist." He had a slight smile on his face. "First day of classes," he shrugged. "You'll want to make a good first impression."

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More than 1 million copies sold! 📚🔥

More than 1 million copies sold! 📚🔥