So what. He was made of awesome. Anyone who couldn't see that wasn't smart enough to be with him, anyway.
Gena ShowalterCole, who had kissed me. Cole, who had refused to discuss it afterwards. Okay, fine. I had refused. Cole, who was driving me flipping crazy.
Gena ShowalterI looked around, counting the competition. Sixteen. To win, all I had to do was incapacitate each one, place my hand over their hearts and turn my palm into a flame. Easy. Yeah right.
Gena Showalter