Michelle I wake up in the middle of the night, nauseous and hungry all at the same damn time. My period is super late, but I swear these are the weirdest symptoms ever. Never once have I had such sensitive nipples, not to mention having to pee all the goddamn time. Do I have a urinary tract inf
Michelle I have peed on every stick inside the RFSU pregnancy test package, and they all show the same thing: two red lines. "No, this must be wrong..." I stare down at the stick while sitting on the toilet seat. "I can't be pregnant—I'm not ready for that!" I'm shaking, close to crying my heart
When I thanked the first one for handing me my cutlery, Maddox's mother looked ready to burst. A tiny little vein popped on her forehead; if I'm not mistaken, Maddox almost choked on laughter. My boyfriend seems to find it funny that I don't quite fit in, and he loves to get a raise out of his moth
Michelle Jesus Christ. I'm shocked. My lips are parched. There are no words I can think of to say in this situation. I stare at Catharina, disappointed that she isn't the mother I hoped she would be. She offered money for me to break up with Maddox—what normal person does that? No one, I'm te
Maddox Michelle and I are sitting on the couch. I couldn't speak for the entire car ride home due to the heart attack I almost suffered in traffic. Not a literal one, albeit it still felt like one. Michelle is pregnant. Pregnant. There is a baby on the way. I stare into the wall while Michell
I softly kiss her head, whispering. "It wouldn't make sense if you weren't scared..." Now it's her turn to laugh. "I can't believe that... That you're the calm one in all of this..." Calm? Is she kidding me?! I'm freaking out, and it's a miracle that I'm breathing! There are so many things tha
Michelle I'm nervous, shaking as I carefully reach forward to grip the fabric of Maddox's white t-shirt. He is kneeling, wordlessly watching me with his intense, beautiful eyes. My heartbeats are quick, matching my fast breathing as I slowly try to help him remove his t-shirt. My fingers are on t
I thrust back and forth, breathing hard. It feels amazing. We moan in tandem, me falling limp against him, but Maddox lifts his ass to help me with the rhythm. I kiss his lips and let my hands wind up in his sandy hair as I spread my legs farther. We begin a slow and steady rhythm. It's fantas
"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