Chapter 1

I'm twenty four years old. It's enough to make you laugh. I go to college in New York City, really a lovely place if you like the noise. I have no common care really. All I want out of life is a good job, awesome boyfriend and my two closests friends.

My name you ask? Shelby Ann. Yes that would be me. I like my name, it's unexpected.

My story you ask? Well that's a good question. I was doing what normal college students do, but that was until I met Gregory Angelo. Sound Italian to you? If not, look at the name again. It is Italian so that should be enough said right? Wrong. Him and his family are nothing I have ever expected an Italian family to be. Why you ask? Well your hurrying a little too fast. I will explain later.

So it was a normal Firday afternoon, or so I thought...

I had just grabbed a bagel to go so I could get to my next class. I wasn't one to get on people's bad side. I walked in and took my seat near a hunk of a guy. And when I say hunk it was enough to make you growl like an animal, but I doubt you would do that in a public place.

"Ladys and gentlemen please take notes, we will be having an exam on this particular subject," Mr. Snoz my English professor said. I never could figure out how he got his last name.

I had my notebook open already, but then I realized then that I had lost my pen. Just typical.

I looked everywhere for it. I was getting pissed and it takes a lot to get me pissed. I was missing the lecture notes because of a pen! Now I'm going to fail college! Good job Shelby. Idiot.

I guess the hunk of a guy next to me seen my horrible situation.

"Pss." What?

"Pss, over here," he whispered to me. I looked over to find his arm extended to me holding a pen. What a saint that hunk of a guy is. He just saved my college career.

I was some what astonished that he would share with me though. I took the pen with a smile and wrote notes like a mad women.

Three hours later...(Yeah it's one of those college classes)

The lecture would only last two more minutes I had calculated. Just two more minutes. I could hold on that long.

"Okay, that's all you need to know, but you need to read pages 236 and 237." The professor looked please with us and himself. No suprise there.

We were excused. Yes! I gathered my books and headedtowards the door. Then I realized I had hunkies pen. Crap! I turned around quick only to bump into someones chest. Oh just great, now I will be deamed a klutz.

I looked up only to find Mr. Hunky smiling back down at me. Nice going Shelby.

"I just remembered I had your pen, here," I handed him his pen and said, "Sorry about almost plowing you over. Well thanks for the pen." I tryed to getout of there as fast as I could but Mr. Hunky stopped my plans.

"Wait, I didn't get your name. Mine is Gregory Angelo." He extended his hand and I took it. His eyes were looking at me expectantly. Was I forgetting something?

"Your name?..." Oh yeah! I was just paying too much attention about his hand and my hand making contact that I had forgot. Give me a break, you would have done the same thing if you were in my position. Don't lie you know you would have.

"Oh sorry. it's Shelby Ann, but you can just call me Shelby." I let go of his hand with a smile.

"Last name?" He asked with a sly grin. Hunky and mysterious. Yes! I got a package deal. Don't ask...

"I don't give people my last name, sorry." Akward silence. "Well see you later," I said turning away and giving a small wave. "Oh and thanks again for letting me use your pen."

"Nice meeting you too, Shelby. You can borrow a pen anytime you want." His voice had wonder and mischieve in it. And now I knew Mr. Hunky's name. Gregory.