"Don't even joke about that. I'm not gay." "Sure you're not." "I'm not, but do you know who is secretly gay?" "Who?" "Jason." The football players start barking laughter in the hallway. I hear them hitting each other's shoulders and laughing some more. Zane, in response, groans in misery. I f
Zane Finally, finally, Robin and Maddox are gone! I breathe a breath of relief. For a minute, I was afraid Robin would leave his wife for Shirley. The two of them get along scarily well. She had no problem bantering with Maddox either. I'm not surprised that Maddox and Robin became texting buddi
Zane As I stand there and stare down at my feet, I have this unsettling feeling washing over me. I don't know where I messed up, but guilt gnaws at me as I gape in Shirley's direction. Because in this case, I think I should know what I've done wrong. But in my defense, I've never dealt with a woma
"Okay." Another intake of my breath. "I like you, though." Her words shock me, but the point isn't Shirley's feelings for me. The point is that she seems to be fighting them. That's what baffles me. Doesn't she want to like me? Is that it? "That was a lot of information at once..." Shirley sighs
Shirley I can't focus on the TV. I'm trying to keep my breaths steady and pay attention to the news, but Zane is ruffling my feathers by simply existing. He is eating dinner from his plate. The pasta he promised. His back is against the wall, and he sits comfortably beside me on a mattress. We
His words make me blush, and I attempt to withdraw my feet, but he calmly keeps them in place. I send him a glare, but he doesn't back down. Not at all. Zane's fingers dig into my sole, and I find myself relaxing against the pillow, wishing he would focus on my pussy instead. I can't believe it's b
Shirley My hands grip the hem of my pants, but I find myself unable to remove them under Zane's curious gaze. He scans my body with a sort of lazy perusal designed to awake butterflies. "Could you please look away as I undress? You're making me nervous by staring at me." I glare up at him, and Zan
"Scare you?" I snort at that. "Am I supposed to believe big, bad Zane Jackson is easily frightened?" His eyes narrow while I leer up at him. My naked breasts are pressing into his hot skin, and water is going between them, raining over my stomach. Zane isn't saying a word, and I'm absentmindedly st
"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