Gina Shirley glances at me while we are driving. "I'm sorry for what I said earlier..." I cross my arms over my chest, expecting more than just a half-hearted apology from my sister. She needs to explain herself, and I won't budge before she has done this. "Uh-huh..." I mutter. "Is that all?" S
Gina There are certain times in your life when everything around you slows down, and all your senses go on high alert. This is one of them. I'm feeling every thud of my heart as I walk into David's hospital room and see his injured leg and the cast over it. Relief sinks in seeing him alive, but th
This baffles me. "Oh yeah?" "Mhm, this injury... I don't think I want to play anymore and keep ruining my body. This time it was only my leg, but you never know what might happen next. It's okay either way. I have a company waiting for me to take over full-time." "Is that what you will do? Take ov
David Gina is mad at me. It's the second day of her working as my assistant, and I can almost feel the heat from the flames consuming her. How do I make up with her? Apologize? Fuck, I can't remember the last time I said sorry and actually wholeheartedly meant it. Ugh. I would have to be a
Gina whips her head in my direction. "Are you eavesdropping on us, David?! This is a private conversation!" "It stopped being a private conversation the moment you mentioned home-baked cookies!" Gina laughs, and my chest warms. She looks good in her winter jacket and beanie. When she smiles, there
Gina I don't understand why David is grumpy with me. Why is that man so damn complicated?! I tried to be friendly towards Pablo to make a new friend and have him teach me how to cook. The reason? I wanted to impress David with a homecooked meal that I helped making. He has done so much for me,
Gina David is sitting in his wheelchair inside the bathroom while silently eyeing me with his brown, large eyes. They seem warmer in the cozy light cast by the ceiling lamp, or maybe I imagine it. "So..." David pats his thighs with his fingers. There is amusement in his eyes, but he isn't wearing
I see his navel and lower abs, and my heartbeats grow stronger. David hasn't said a word, but each one of his breaths moves the beautiful valleys in his chest. He looks like an underwear model. "You probably already know this," I say in a low tone, and my eyes kept on his toned body. "But you're
"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