Campus Legend – The Campus Series Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 107077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
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Campus Legend - The Campus Series

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Jennifer Sucevic

Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B09RJR14YV
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He's Always Hidden Behind a Mask. Until it Was No Longer Possible.
Asher Stevens is a legend when it comes to Wildcat football. If the gossip that swirls through campus is true, he’ll be one of this year’s top NFL draft picks. To say I can’t stand the guy is a major understatement. Other women might be taken in by his handsome face, chiseled body, and athletic prowess, but not me. I see him for what he is—a muscle bound, steroid-infused meathead who drinks like a fish, smokes weed, and screws like he’s been sentenced to prison without the possibility of conjugal visits.
So what if my pulse trips every time our gazes collide? Or my panties dampen when he lays hands on me? It means nothing.
After three and a half years of steering clear, it seems like my luck has finally run out. Everywhere I go, there he is.
Needling me at the restaurant where I work—check. Colliding on campus when I’m running late—double check.
Showing up in a parking lot after an accident—triple check. No matter what I do, I can’t get away from the guy.
To make matters worse, my life is on the verge of imploding and the one person I want to avoid like the plague is the very same one who comes to my rescue, making me an offer I can’t refuse. One that involves spending time alone with him when that’s the last thing I want to do. You know what scares me most?
The fleeting glimpses I catch buried beneath all the hype. The ones that suggest he’s deeper and more intelligent than I suspected.
Resisting the campus legend is easy. Resisting the man he’s slowly revealing himself to be, isn’t.
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Jennifer Sucevic



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“Hey,” Carmen calls out as she rushes past with a tray loaded down with food, “you’ve got a new table in the back.”

I give her a nod and continue preparing a bill for a customer. “Thanks for the heads up.”

“No problem.” She throws a sassy smile over her shoulder. “He’s hot with a capital H.” To emphasize the comment, she uses one hand to hold up the large, circular tray while fanning herself with the other.

I lift a brow.

Here’s the thing you need to know about my cousin—while I love her to death, she isn’t overly picky when it comes to men…as proven by a long string of ex-boyfriends that goes way back to high school. There are so many, they could start their own club if they wanted.

So…do I expect her assessment of the situation will turn out to be accurate?

Nope. Not even a little.

As soon as I’m finished, I tear off the piece of paper from my notepad and beeline toward the couple before laying the check face down on the table.

“Thanks for coming in,” I tell them. “Have a great night.”

They smile in return, telling me to do the same. They’re regulars at Taco Loco. Even though I only work part time, I see them here at least once a week. The guy is usually a good tipper. The girl…not so much. I’m lucky if she leaves ten percent.

Here’s hoping that he’ll be the one taking care of the check today.

I glance at my watch and huff out a breath. Only three more hours until my shift ends for the night. As much as I’d love to fall face first into bed and sleep for a solid seven hours, that’s not going to happen. I have a ton of homework to plow through and a marketing test to study for.

Whoever said there’s no rest for the weary was spot on. I’m only twenty-two years old and already mentally and physically exhausted.

The grind, unfortunately, is all too real.

And from what I’ve discovered, it never ends.

Just as I swing around, ready to head to the table in my section that was seated a few minutes ago, my gaze lands on the trio occupying the booth and my feet grind to a halt.

Oh, fuck no.

For a second or two, I remain frozen in place before slowly retreating, not wanting them to catch sight of me. I almost roll my eyes at such an absurd thought. Like they would glance up long enough to notice their waitress?

Unlikely.

The guy and two girls are much too wrapped up in one another to pay attention to the people around them. I quickly scan the crowded area before beelining to the kitchen, where I find Carmen loading entrees onto her serving tray from the long stretch of stainless steel counter.

“How would you like to do a favor for your favorite cousin?”

“I have a favorite cousin?” she asks, grabbing plates and strategically placing them on the massive platter. “Wait a minute—is Valeria here? I must have missed her.”

“Ha-ha, very funny.” When she grins, I say, “I need you to take the table that was just seated. I’ll love you forever if you do.”

“Don’t you already love me?”

“We’re talking forever,” I say, impatient to secure her agreement. “Promise.”

“Which table? The one with the hot guy?” She glances at me with a furrowed brow. “Why? What’s the problem?”

I jerk my shoulders and try to keep my response casual. “Who said anything about a problem?”

With her attention focused on me, she searches my face with more care. “Do you know them or something?”

“Ummm…” I wave a hand. “Not really. I’ve met the guy a couple times.” There’s a pause before I reluctantly admit, “We don’t exactly get along.”

“What? I can’t imagine that happening.” She feigns shock by widening her eyes. “You’ve got such a sunny disposition and are so easy to get along with. Who wouldn’t like you?”

With a scowl, I give her the finger. José, one of the line chefs, smirks before setting another plate under the lamps.

“As much as I wouldn’t mind waiting on that hottie, I can’t. I’ve got three tables left and then I’m out of here.” She gives her booty a little shake. “We’re heading to a couple of clubs downtown. You should join us.”

“Can’t. I’m here until close and then I have a ton of homework to finish up.”

“Sucks to be you, girl.”

Sometimes, it really does.

My teeth scrape across my lower lip. If there’s one thing I loathe, it’s asking for help. I’d much rather suck it up and do what needs to be done, no matter how painful, challenging, or time consuming. That being said, when it comes to dealing with Asher Stevens, I’m willing to make an exception.

I steeple my hands together. “Please? Just this one table. I’m sure they’ll be quick.”


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