POV Penelope.I push open the door of the café with a shaky hand, and once out of the café, I breathe normally again. I didn't even realize I had stopped breathing. It's like this every time I get close to him, I lose my temper, I get all gooey, so I hide my embarrassment behind some dirty talk. Calvin makes me lose my temper. I have never felt this way, not even for Mason, who I loved more than anything in the world. He was my fiancé, we went to college together, he was the insecure geek and I was the most coveted cheerleader. I immediately wanted to bring this uptight boy out of his shell and finally I fell in love with him, we were supposed to get married when he came back from Afghanistan. But he never came back, I was in our house in Los Angeles, we had chosen this city because of the sun, the beaches, far from the hell that was Mason's life as a soldier, from his missions in the arid desert of Afghanistan. He had been in Afghanistan for six months, two months, and I was in the
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