Lawrence.
She wants me.
Those three words echoed over and over inside my head, each repetition stirring a different emotion within me—disbelief, joy, excitement and hope.
My heart pounded so loudly that I could barely hear anything else around me.
What exactly had I done to deserve this?
Why me?
Out of everyone she could have called...out of all three of us...she had chosen me.
The thought alone was enough to leave me completely overwhelmed.
A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips before I could stop it.
For as long as I could remember, I had never been the one girls looked at, not really because compared to my brothers, I was always the easy one, the childish one and the playful one who never seemed serious enough.
Whenever people compared us, I always came last.
Lurgard carried himself with confidence and authority and Leonard had that intimidating presence that naturally demanded attention.
And me?
I was simply Lawrence.
