I frowned, turning my head to look over at him. Even in the darkness, I could see his form in the bed next to mine. “Yeah,” I whispered, shutting my eyes. “I guess we both are.” He was silent again for some time. Then, without a word, I heard his bed creak and opened my eyes to see him approaching
Enzo I returned to campus with Nina with a weight lifted out of my heart in knowing that she was still by my side, but there was still so much we had to deal with. I still couldn’t shake the feeling that my fated mate was truly the owner of the scarf my father gave me, but at the same time, Nina’s
Nina “Are you ready for the game tonight?” I hardly heard Tiffany’s question as I wistfully stared out the infirmary window. Ever since I came home, I couldn’t get Enzo and the feeling of his arms around me out of my mind. I wanted him to be with me so badly, but he became distant from me again al
The referee dropped the puck, and the game began in a flurry of movement. The rink was alive with the sound of skates slicing through the ice and the clatter of sticks colliding. Enzo and Matt worked together to create a fast break, passing the puck back and forth as they advanced down the ice. The
Nina We decided to go to the sports bar in town to celebrate Enzo’s victory. I walked along with the rest of the team, but trailed behind with Lori, Jessica, and Luke, who had also all decided to come. All we were missing in our friend group was James; if only I knew where he was and could trust th
The apartment was dark and quiet, but the tension between us was palpable. We kissed again, our hands exploring each other's bodies. For a moment, there was no arranged marriage. There was no Edward, or James, or Richard. There was no Ronan. For a moment, it was as if we had just met again. Enzo pic
Nina I woke up the next morning to the feeling of a pounding in my head from all of the alcohol, but more importantly, I woke to the sound of birds singing outside and the feeling of thick, warm arms wrapped around me. A smile spread across my lips as I rolled over and nuzzled into the muscular che
Enzo I spent the next week drowning myself in nothing but hockey in a feeble attempt to keep Nina off of my mind. Fio was furious with me and would hardly speak to me, often spending his days being dormant ever since Nina and I last had sex. Did I make a grave mistake by pushing Nina away? Her sce