He shoves his tongue deeper into my mouth, stopping briefly by the threshold to kiss the living daylights out of me. I can't get enough of Maddox. I'm already dripping wet when I'm carefully set on the bed. The rest of my clothes fly off, and then I eye the jock, who lays down on his back. We are
Michelle I barely know what is going on. My brain feels numb, and although things are happening, I'm too heavily medicated to understand what is going on around me. I remember being rushed to the hospital. There was an ambulance, and then Maddox arguing with a doctor. Maddox yelled, "No, I'm not
Maddox The last few days have been insanely hard, tiring, and traumatic for Michelle and me. We found out one of our baby boys had stopped growing normally in the womb. Then the water also broke, and a c-section was needed. But the troubles didn't end there. Our twins were delivered at thirty-f
"It's hands down my favorite one," Robin informs me. "The boys will thank me for handing them that. It will give them an excellent start in their love lives." Fucking hell. "They are less than two weeks old! They aren't about to date anyone, you idiot!" Robin ignores me and takes something up fr
Maddox A few weeks later I've been so lonely lately that I don't know what to do with myself or how to stop the emotion from choking me alive. Michelle dropped out of college. She is at home with the twins—Isaac and Gabriel—and she is doing a hell of a job. But sometimes, when I come home from
Michelle I'm furious. I heard the door open in the middle of the night. The father of my children is finally home from clubbing, and now I'm storming into the kitchen, angrier than a thundercloud. I press on the lights. "MADDOX!" The behemoth of a man jumps in startlement. He is facing the kit
"Well..." I'm thoroughly surprised. A sigh leaves my lips. "Maddox, you work all day—football is your profession. You earn a living, and then you come home and..." "And?" "This won't sound good no matter how I word myself, but being with the twins is lovely. They are my everything, but sometimes t
Michelle I wish I was sexier. Everyone has read about steamy sex, and I'm pretty sure every man yearns for it: some pretty and confident woman that can throw back her head and moan for hours. I'm not it. My self-confidence is cracking as I stand in front of the couch. My shaky hands are on th
"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