Michelle's lips quiver. "W-what are you going to do?" "I won't kill him," I turn around to face Thomas. He is still on the ground as I blankly stare at him. "But Thomas is going to wish he was after I'm done with him." Michelle gasps but doesn't say anything to stop me as I hunker down. I grab Tho
Michelle Despite the hurting in my heart and the images of Thomas Hennington haunting my brain, I can't help but let my gaze slide over to Maddox. He is calmly driving his black BMW, eyes on the road. He beat up Thomas so easily. I know violence isn't the answer to most of the earth's questions,
He was so warm. Cuddly. My face burns. "No! I mean... No, it's fine, really. Just let me take a bath, and then I can walk home alone!" "Alone? No chance. This summer house is far away from the city and walking isn't an option. You can crash with me. I really don't mind if you stay over." "C-cr
Maddox My head is in the gutter. I prepared a bubble bath for Michelle. Went all out on the soap and rosepetals and shit. I felt silly for doing it, but it was worth it once I saw her smile. Michelle looked close to hugging me but instead just thanked me for setting up the room. She then went ins
"Is that so?" Michelle eyes me up, but not in a calculating way. It's more like she is admiring my chest. Damn it. It takes all of me not to flex in front of Michelle and gain more of her attention. It would be stupid, but there is already an erection hiding behind the towel. Seriously. I just
Michelle Maddox's legs are lazily thrown over the table in the library. He is paying the girls checking him out no attention. My eyes casually travel to the hyenas staring at him out from across the library, and I grimace when they get up from their chairs. They are probably about to head for ano
"But you and I are close friends, aren't we?" His sentence baffles me. I haven't known Maddox for very long, but he already knows a lot about me. I just didn't think that mattered to him. That I mattered to him. My eyes travel to his dreamy blue. I study them and measure their sincerity. Maddox
My eyes almost bulge out of my sockets. "What? Why! What would you even tell them?!" "I don't know. That they shouldn't touch your fucking food?!" "But that's weird coming from you! Like, I should be able to tell them that by myself!" "We both know you won't do it!" "How do you know that?!" I q
"You're doing great," Lynn tells me, and my chest swells when she looks at me with proud eyes. Her hand touches mine, and her lips curl into a sweet, adorable smile. "I know that you will be drafted. You train like an idiot, and football is the only thing on your mind, except for maybe some fishing.
Isaac It's been two months since Lynn and I started dating. Things have been going great. She comes to my football games, gets along with my mom, and I'm just constantly floating on pink clouds. But today, I can't make my stomach stop churning. I'm about to have dinner with Lynn and her parents.
Eventually, I wet my lips. "Can I... Can I hug you?" Isaac breaks out into a smile. "Of course." I don't waste a second. I push away the tray and launch myself at Isaac, who laughs in surprise when I tackle him to his back. I can't help it. I like him so much and immediately squeeze him in a bear
Lynn I don't know what to say when Isaac walks into the room. I know we both like each other now, but what do I tell him? How do I get into that topic? Do I say nothing at all and let him talk? My nerves are all over the place, and so are my thoughts. A shadow moves over me, and then Isaac stands
Lynn I wake up with a terrible headache and groan. "I'm never drinking alcohol ever again!" A snicker comes from above me, and I see Isaac's face when I open my eyes. We are lying in a bed together, and I'm nestled to his side, head resting between his pectoral muscle and muscular arm. "Good mor
Oh, I will. I stride forward. There is no space for me on the couch, but I force my way into a corner by lifting Lynn into my lap. She yelps in surprise and leans against me. Magnus glares at me, and I flash him a smirk when Lynn isn't looking. I'm such a lucky guy. Her butt rests on my thighs,
Isaac I stare at my reflection, trying to muster the courage needed to tell Lynn I like her more than a friend. We won our game earlier. Countless people are partying downstairs, but I can't go there. I'm not ready. For the billionth time, I point at myself. "You are a brave guy, and you will tel
I'm not petite, like... My mom is a Latina, and I have curves. I'm not ugly, though, but I get the feeling Isaac would want a small girlfriend. Sure, he calls me tiny, but compared to that blonde? I feel big. What if Isaac wants a more petite woman, like, even his mom is tiny? Isn't it scientifica
Lynn Two weeks after moving back home, I'm sitting on the football bleachers with Linnea and Natalie. Natalie's dad, Zane, is good friends with my dad. They used to be old teammates back when they played in the NFL. Linnea's dad is dead, but her brother used to play in the NFL too. "It's exciting