I believe him, and it would feel nice to tell someone. "Okay... I will tell you my problem, but give me a minute." "Alright." I suck my lips into my mouth, trying to find words. I haven't told anyone what I'm about to say. It will be the first time these words come out, but with Jason... I don
Addison I'm working at The Coffee Beam today. The clothing code is simple. I'm dressed as a barista in a white t-shirt, a black apron, and tight dark pants that sit like glue. No joke. I'm skinny, but damn, it looks like I got even less of an ass than I already do wearing these clothes. Even my b
Addison My chest is filled with dread. I'm pacing my room, waiting for my mom to pick up her phone. It's time I told them the truth: I want to drop out of college. I have a plan. If I keep working at The Coffee Bean and work full-time for two or three, I could afford to get into a culinary scho
What if my plan is terrible? What if it all fails? What if my parents will choose to shun me from the family? Crying, I sit down in my bed. My head is spinning, and I can't stop thinking about my family, my sister, and me talking back to my mom. The future is uncertain and scary... I can't bre
Addison It's Sunday, and here I am, walking past trees on my adventure walk to Michelle and Maddox's house. I'm supposed to be Michelle's bridesmaid. It's a small wedding, and I'm like her only friend, but we are tightly knit together. I love her, and I'm happy she wanted me to be her bridesmaid.
I grimace. "It does, yeah..." "I guess it can't be helped... Don't get too touchy with me. I will drop you if I find you groping me." Huh? What does he mean? My eyes turn into the size of saucers when Jason bends down and scoops me up until my body is pressed against him. My legs dangle over one
Addison "It won't be a big wedding at all," Michelle says while pouring herself another cup of coffee by the counter. "But I was wondering if maybe... Maybe you could bake the wedding cake?" She looks at me expectantly. I'm sitting by the table and having a Swedish Fika with Jason. My family is
But I suppose beautiful lies aren't his thing. "Am I really that horrible that you would never date me?" "Not horrible," Jason says. "But I don't think you and I have enough in common to be something..." "Oh..." I try to hide my disappointment by keeping a smile on my face, even if his words cut
"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