#Chapter92I like you; you like me; we’re one big, happy familyMaggieEver since the apple orchard, it’s been tense between Nash and me. We came out of our bedrooms. I glared at him. “After you,” he said.“Oh, no, after you.” “Oh, no. I insist.”“Fine.”“Fine.”“Great.”“Fantastic.”*****Maggie
After finishing my breakfast, I took my plate to the kitchen and overheard Nate talking with someone.“Brian, please don’t do this to her. Yes, we said we would take her. You said you would be back. You can’t do this. She’s your daughter. What do you mean, it’s not your problem anymore? Fine. You ha
#Chapter93First Date MishapsMaggieI still couldn’t believe I was going on a date with Nash. It was weird. I grew up next to him my entire life. He and his brothers used to run over my barbies with their remote-control cars. Now I’m going on a date with him. He was my first kiss. Yep, the infamous
“Nolan, you’re such a perv!” Nixon said. Noah hauled off and smacked Nolan on the back of his head.“Welcome to the family, Mags.” I arched an eyebrow and groaned. Welcome to the family, indeed.*****We snuck out of the movie theater before the boys caught us, and Nash drove us to a secluded spot
#Chapter94Blue BallsMaggieAfter our date, Nash and I hung out more. We threw in kissing here and there, but we kept it PG and simple. It’s easier than dealing with prying eyes, aka the brothers.Nash and I enjoyed our new couple hood. Nathan had issues of his own with Macey as he got rambunctious
I took a seat next to him. “Being a virgin isn’t a terrible thing, but you haven’t learned proper control.”“How did you learn?” “It helps to think of something that turns you off.” “Is that what you do?” “Yeah, or I handle my business if you catch my drift.”“I’m glad you two are bonding, but I
#Chapter95Blue LipsMaggieNash, Nixon, and I stood in the local grocery store's bakery section in front of glass cases.“A cake?” I asked.“Yep,” they both said.“Why a cake?” I’m confused with the whole theory of getting a cake for something like blue balls until they explained it to me.“Because
“Now, excuse me. I have a matter with ole blue balls himself.” Dad left the room. I put his hand up to stop Mags from saying anything else.Then we heard yelling from Noah’s room. We hurried to the door to listen.“But Dad!” Noah said.“I don’t give a shit, Noah! You had no right to say those words!