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"James, what are you doing here?" "I need to talk to you," I demanded. She wiped her forehead,"What about?" I moved closer to her, took her hand in mine, and intwined our fingers. My hand fit perfectly into hers, her long and thin fingers, completed the space left in mine. "Us," was all I said as I searched her face for her reaction. She sighed,"James, we had this talk before." "That was before, this is now," I pointed out. She shook her head and pulled her hand out of my grasp,"James, we can't." **** Stella Johnson has dreamed of going to Juilliard to live out her dream of being a contemporary dancer. Atlas her dream does come true, Juilliard wants her. She quickly moves away from Connecticut to New York City, leaving behind her parents. As Stella begins to start dance class she is in for a rude awakening when someone from her past comes into her life: James Maxwell He is a player from her highschool and in fact, still is one. Once James meets Stella he can't get enough of her and her witty comebacks. He wants one thing and one thing only which is her. Little does Stella know she'll be dancing with the player. | book #1 of trilogy
Prologue
