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Nora Marsh is failing anatomy. It isn't for lack of trying, but four hundred pages of Latin names for things she can't touch might as well be written in smoke. Three weeks to the midterm, her roommate hands her a phone number and a plan: Jennie Calloway. Kinesiology major. Two floors down. Jennie turns out to be a six-foot-one rugby forward, with copper hair, ruined knuckles, and a sourdough starter she talks to like a pet. She's also the first person who's ever looked at Nora like she was more than just her body. Nora insists she isn't interested in women that way, but as her anatomy lessons get more intimate, she finds it harder to convince herself of that. A sapphic awakening with explicit scenes. Recommended for readers 18+.