Finding the Dream (For the Love of Music #1.5)

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Author: Mia Josephs
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hit the bottom step, her mane of light brown hair flying behind her. “It’s really big.”
    Donovan paused. “How big?”
    “You measured for me.” She laughed.
    “Right.” Another thing he’d only sort of done.
    “It’s for all my craft stuff.” She grinned again. “It’s how I make money.”
    Right. Internet. The blog. “That’s still going well?”
    “Of course .” Her voice was full and sweet. Sierra’d had a nice voice for as long as he could remember. “I try out all that stuff that people put on Pinterest, and I try to re-create crafts I find on Etsy, and I go to thrift stores and turn ugly stuff into cool stuff. That kind of thing.”
    “I think I understood like five words of that.” Donovan watched her for a reaction. “But at least I might understand a little more than your brother.”
    “Well, he’s not on my happy list right now, so whatever.” She rolled her eyes.
    “Sounds serious,” Donovan teased and lowered his voice. “ Not on the happy list .” This, he knew how to do with Sierra. The teasing and back-and-forth. So, not a stranger. Just a new version of the girl he already knew.
    He slipped into the backseat of her parents’ Lincoln, having flashbacks to high school. So weird.
    “And Sierra’s finished her book.” Her mom beamed from the front seat.
    Sierra frowned as she took the other side of the backseat. “Well, no one’s been interested in it yet, so…”
    “Still a very cool accomplishment,” Donovan said. He turned to stare at her profile—small chin and nose, huge lashes and a perma-dimple from smiling. Definitely the kind of girl he’d notice.
    Sierra and her mom went back and forth a few times about Sierra’s book, and Donovan watched Sierra, still sort of amazed that she’d grown up. People grew up. They changed. Logically he knew this, but in practice, it felt different.
    They stopped in front of the Chinese restaurant Clark always took him and Hanson to when he came to town, and Donovan rocketed out of the car realizing that he’d stared at Sierra almost the whole way there.
    As soon as he shut his car door, Clark put his arm over Donovan’s shoulders. “I can’t thank you enough. Twenty years at Planned Parenthood and ten years with my own home practice has warped my perception of how many girls find trouble with the wrong guy.”
    Donovan watched the women walk in front of him, Sierra’s toned legs looking miles long. Her rear hugged perfectly by snug shorts. “Yeah,” he said. “Don’t worry. I’ll watch out for her.”
    He just had no idea how.
     
     

 
    Two
     
    Sierra watched her parents drive away from the parking lot of the apartment complex. Finally. Grant City was nothing but a college town, it’s not even like they’d dropped her off in the middle of Portland. But her father acted like she was in a different country.
    She really thought that after not seeing Donovan for nearly two years, it would be easier to be around him, but it wasn’t. Her ridiculous crush made her act like an idiot like always, and this time instead of teasing her back, he seemed a little detached and quiet. Major suck.
    He was fairly quiet through dinner, and she could only imagine the embarrassing things her father might have told him. It’s not like she couldn’t tell that he and Donovan had taken time to have some sort of “discussion” about her. Her dad ranked about a fifteen on a one to ten paranoia scale. Ten being insanely paranoid. It was probably better that she didn’t know, because the last thing she wanted was to be annoyed at both her father and brother.
    “Why don’t we get the rest of your stuff upstairs,” Donovan said.
    “Thanks again for talking my parents into heading home.” Sierra opened her car door and handed Donovan a box.
    He gave her an odd smile. “No problem. I know how your dad is.”
    Sierra rolled her eyes before pulling another box out of the backseat of her old Ford Escort. “Off the scale,” she said. Her

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