Dela When I come home, I'm filled with nervous energy. But there is also determination. Loads of it. I'm a woman on a mission. Yes, I must seduce Lionel. Tonight. I'm doing it. I clap my hands together as I enter the kitchen. "Howdy!" What the heck am I saying? Why do I sound like a Cowboy? "U
I gasp. "That blonde, tall girl who is studying prelaw?" "That's the one," his voice goes lower, and I feel a surge of jealousy before he has even spoken. "I dated Linnea for a while. She had a mole right above her knee. I found it exotic." I crunch my vegetables harder, pretending it's Lionel's c
Lionel Have I turned into Maddox post-Michelle? Since when do I stand in the shower and jerk off? I'm not doing it, but I'm damn close to grabbing it. My sexual frustration is driving me insane. I rake a hand through my blonde hair. Is this the punishment for having been a man-whore? I found thi
"Fuck..." I fail to stifle a groan when I notice how wet she is between her legs. So beautiful. So sexy. I want it all inside my mouth. I run my tongue from the bottom to the top, and once latching onto her clit, I slide a finger inside her dripping wet pussy. Dela lets out a little moan, and I
Dela I have a big problem: I haven't told anyone I'm dating Lionel! Día De Los Muertos is coming up, or now that we are in the United States, I guess I will just say Halloween. Either way, Shirley knows about Lionel, but Jason doesn't know I'm dating his best friend, and my nana doesn't know about
"Hey, why don't we sit with Lionel and his friends?" Shirley nods ahead, and my eyes follow hers. "That seems like a safe option, and I bet jock people are all friendly." I consider it for a moment. Lionel is eating with his friends, but he isn't looking at me. He is laughing at something someone
Dela Violence should never be the answer. I know that, yet my fists are itching to be thrown into Danielle's face. See, I don't give a fuck about what Isabella is saying, but my old best friend? It would be so satisfying to snap and give her a black eye. "And you're still wearing such ridiculous
"Shit... This is that Dela?" The guy who spoke earlier shoots out his hand for me to take. "I'm Andrew Starcher," he glances over his shoulder, nodding at another guy. "And the quiet, moody one is Nathan. Jake is the happy one, and Mark is his brother. We are on the hockey team and old friends with
"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