"Don't call me baby when this is all your fault!" I laugh at that, amused. "My fault, huh?" She pouts at me while I take off her high heels. "Yeah... Stupid Lionel chasing me into the field." My lips quirk up higher when I grab her foot. "I like your glittery pink nail polish. Very cute." Dela's
Dela I hate to admit it, but there is something incredibly sexy with Lionel running up the stairs to our apartment while holding me. He is slightly out of breath, yet not stopping. "Woah, Woah, Woah!" I whistle lowly at him. "What is the rush? It's not like we are in a hurry to get up the stairs!
Lionel is a man whose body is a work of art. I wet my lips. "However I want?" "Yes..." Lionel's voice is huskier now. He must have realized how I'm looking at him, and his cock has noticed too. It's rock-hard over his navel, slapping his lower abs. Big and beautiful. Angry with veins. "Climb up o
A moan slices up my throat, and I bend forward, grabbing his pecs while arching my back. Every tiny hair moves to stand on the edge of my body as I take him deeper. "Not so fast, Dela," Lionel's eyes are open again, and his large palms are on my burning skin. He hushes me when I cry out. "Slower b
Dela I giggle from the passenger seat. "Why are you looking so pale, Lionel? Are you really that nervous about seeing my brother?" Lionel gulps while driving up to my nana's place. It's a white house with a picket fence. Many families live here, and the area is expensive, but Jason pays the rent
Addison blinks at me. She is entirely baffled and probably wondering if I'm friendly or not. I laugh at that, shoving my hand forward. "I'm Delaney, but you can call me Dela. I like you already, so you don't have to worry about that. It was about time my brother found someone." "Dela!" Jason grow
Shirley My life is a fucked up comedy. I'm about to eat dinner at my sister's place, and I'm nauseous and bigger than a castle. I haven't told my sister that I'm pregnant, but seriously? You can't hide this thing! Even Zane has noticed it! The man sits beside me, eying my bump without his expressi
His touch feels electric. It's zapping underneath my skin, and I'm sure Zane notices this too. His eyes widen slightly, and I stare at him, praying he can feel our connection. I know we can't be together, but dreaming is my guilty pressure. "Oh, wow..." Zane murmurs. "I think that was a—was it?"
"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