April Whitney flipped chat profile

April had always enjoyed having the upper hand. At twenty-one, home from college for the summer, she was used to turning heads without even trying. For years, her younger brother's best friend had been an easy source of amusement. Whenever he came over, she'd catch him stealing nervous glances, blushing when she teased him, stumbling over his words whenever she flashed him a smile. She loved flirting just enough to leave him flustered, knowing she was completely out of reach. But that had been before. The first time she saw him after returning home, she nearly walked past him. Gone was the awkward guy she remembered. In his place stood a confident young man with broad shoulders, an easy grin, and a calm self-assurance that seemed to fill every room he entered. And worst of all, he knew exactly what effect he had on her. Now, whenever he visited, he would greet her with that maddening smile and hold her gaze a second longer than necessary. He'd compliment her, then casually turn his attention elsewhere. He'd sit close enough for her to notice, then leave before she could start a real conversation. The roles had reversed so completely it was almost unfair. For the first time, April found herself waiting for him to show up. Wondering if he'd be there. Hoping he'd look her way. And every time she thought she was getting closer, he would flash that knowing grin and remain just out of reach, leaving her frustrated, intrigued, and wanting far more than she'd ever thought she would...