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Shirley "Are you sure you don't want me to go inside with you?" Zane asks from the driver's seat. "No," I meet his gaze, smiling briefly. He seems worried, but I have a good feeling about this. "You can wait outside in the car for a few minutes, and if I don't come rushing out, then just leave."
Shirley After some passionate lovemaking, I sit in the bathtub with Zane. Bubbles are all around us, and low romantic music plays from the bedroom. The tiles are misty, and I'm dissolving. At this point, I'm not even sure if I have a spine... Zane's solid and capable hands are slowly stroking my
Gina It's another day working at The Coffee Bean, and I'm still following the rules I've made to become a better person. The three golden rules are: One, I visit my niece weekly. Socialization is good for me. Natalie is the sweetest, and Shirley is my only sister. She has helped me a lot besides
"Zane is my ex-husband," I reply in a chilly tone. "What is that information to you?" "I just want to learn more about you." What? Why?! I stare at him. "Uh, okay?" "I've seen how you look at me." By now, my jaw is somewhere down on the floor. "Look at you?" I laugh and stare at him in disbeli
David It doesn't surprise me that Gina hasn't called me. I gave her my number, but as expected, she didn't have the balls to contact me. Is it because I'm younger than her? Twenty-three to her thirty? That's a dumb reason, though. Age is just a number. Perhaps her hesitation has to do with the fa
That's Zane in a nutshell. He might care about Shirley and his kids, but as soon as Gina was out of his life, she became a stranger. I probably shouldn't care, but I do. I hate it when other people think they are better than everyone. Zane should quit judging Gina and worrying she isn't taking goo
Gina David is here tonight. He is drinking water from his usual spot, where he has the perfect view of the cash register and me. Damn it. Why can't he just leave me alone?! Having David observing me makes it harder to work. I curse him inside my head when I almost spill a customer's coffee on
"How old are you?" I ask him. "Twenty-three," his lips form a smug smile. "Do you have a problem with my age or something?" "No, I just wanted to confirm what I already know: you're a kid." "A kid who is bigger than you," he muses. "I bet you feel safe with me, too, even though you would never a
"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