I'm still a red-blooded female, and Lionel is a gorgeous man. His back is also beautiful. I can't imagine how many hours at the gym he must have put in to look like this—a piece of art. A blush creeps over my face as I think that. I'm such a dirty girl to be having inappropriate thoughts right now.
Dela Lionel woke me up ten minutes ago after returning from his daily routine at the gym. It's a beautiful Saturday, and I'm supposed to head out shopping with Danielle. But right now, I'm hesitating. Today isn't going to be a good day. I can feel it. I'm snotty and tired, but there is no fever,
"Ah, but that is still weird," Lionel grins. "I haven't proposed to anyone. Neither have I had a serious relationship. And despite what you may think, I don't go around sleeping with every girl I date either." "So those two twins?" "I've done nothing with them," he winks at me. "But thank you for
Dela Danielle and I have a routine. Every weekend we walk by the mall to see if there are any new lingerie or clothes we want. It's kind of old-school because, in the early thousand, kids and teens used to hang out at the malls, but that trend is dead. We keep it alive by coming there every weeke
Wow. Isabella lacks a filter. She is so rude... I clench my fist underneath the table. My tears are prickling behind my eyelids, and I'm shaking in my seat. "Dela isn't ugly, though," Danielle smiles at me. "You're really not. You just need to grow up." Even Danielle is jumping on the train o
Lionel People, both friends and teammates, blame me for not taking anything seriously in this world. According to them, I don't put my heart into anything. Be it football or getting to know the women I date, I just don't put my entire focus into it. They are wrong. If I didn't put my heart into
Dela "No, it's true! Girls don't like me!" I exclaim and stare up into Lionel's face. We are standing in the hallway and having a bit of an argument. "I don't have any friends, and I won't be making any new ones!" His eyes meet mine. Had we not had this discussion, I would admit how hot he looks
Shocked and dumbfounded, I freeze in my place. My heart is pounding. I'm moved and touched, and I don't know if this is real. Does Shirley really want to become my friend? Lionel clears his throat behind me. "Do you want to hang out with us tonight, Shirley? We are getting food from the drive-thru
"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