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“What else is perfect?” I ask jokingly, but he shoots me a look, and my heart beats faster. “You. You are perfect.”
But in all honesty? The devil never looked more attractive than he does right now.
Clay shrugs and flashes me a smile. “You’re like twin flames. So much alike, it’s scary.”
“Can you stop Ava-dreaming?”
“Ava isn’t interested in a relationship.” “And you’re okay with that?” “Why not?” I’m not okay with that.
“We will make sure you pay for it,” Benson corrects me, and at this very moment I know he’ll be my friend. A real one. Not just a teammate.
“I missed you.”
His kiss is like a glass of cold water during the summer heat.
When I catch his gaze, I drown. He has the most beautiful eye color I’ve ever seen.
“Kinda hate you right now,” I murmur as he gently kisses my forehead. “Because you want me again?”
I feel carefree and happy when she’s around, and I talk. I really talk. I tell her things I usually keep to myself.
“She’s different, and I—I like her.” Benson is silent for a moment. Then he breaks into a smile. “Good to know.”
But the possibility of her not trusting me scares the shit out of me.
I vaguely remember him since he’s two years younger than me, but I’ll make sure he remembers me after our next game.
“Is she the first girl you’ve ever liked?” I fix my hood in annoyance, furrowing my brow and looking away. “Yes.” “Dude. Are you for real? That’s amazing.”
“No, you dumbass. It means she’s special. Maybe even the one.” I blink.
Two weeks without Ava? I’m doomed.
I feel so alone, more alone than I’ve ever felt in my life. Because now I know the difference. What it means to have someone who makes my days brighter.
I toss my phone aside, grasp my pillow and hide my face in it, yelling at the top of my lungs. Someone needs to slap me upside my head.
He smiles, and I’m a fucking puddle already. The guy is too handsome for his own good—or maybe my own misery.
“Hockey is important to you. It’s something you love. And when you felt like your world was falling apart, you grabbed your stuff because it’s a stable element in your life. Am I right?”
Is this how meeting your crush’s parents for the first time always goes? So easy and so fucking nice?
Sometimes it scares me, but sometimes, like today, I feel blessed. With how fucked up I was, I didn’t think I’d ever feel anything close to how I feel now. It’s a miracle she likes me back.
“Someone who will make you forget everything and everyone else.”
And there’s nothing in the world I love more than losing myself in him.
She made it clear she was doing it because she liked it, and because she wanted to help me. At least with something.” “Sounds like Ava to me,”
“Some people will try to break through your walls because they see something in you, like my daughter does. But most people? They’ll think that’s too much trouble.”
“The old version of me wouldn’t believe what I’m about to say.” I shake my head, heaving a sigh. “I don’t want to be a loner anymore.” “That’s nice to hear, because my daughter definitely wants you around.”
You lost someone very important to you without losing them.
“Honey,” I confirm, draping a hand around her waist and pulling her to my chest. “Because you’re the sweetest girl I’ve ever had.”
“Then I’ll be your first.” I extend my palm to her, my dick twitching with need. “And last.”
Ava makes me feel alive. She’s my favorite type of sweet. She’s my honey.
I believe this is the first time since my mom’s car crash that I’ve enjoyed my days.
“Yeah. Your father is clearly a real piece of work, and I don’t want you near him alone.” Ava tilts her head. “Will Helen be there too?” “Yes.” “Well, can’t wait to meet the bitch.”
I’d love to have her anywhere, not just at the stupid party, but I keep those words to myself. Scaring her off is not on my agenda.
Watching you two together…it gives me hope that you won’t make the same mistakes as me and your dad, that you’ll never hurt the person you love.” I lean away and peer at her, my eyebrows furrowed. “The way you look at her says it all, baby. You love this girl.”
Today exceeded all my expectations, but there’s one thing I know for sure: I told Dax the truth. I’m not letting his daughter go.
“I need to know who the slut is that you’re planning to bring to my party—” “Call her that again, and you’ll never see me. Am I clear?”
She has a key to my apartment and comes over whenever she feels like it. We haven’t had a single argument; we just spend time together and enjoy each other’s company. She still says we’re not dating, but I don’t care.
I know she’s mine, and I’m hers.
“You think there’s space for anyone else in my head? You corrupted every brain cell I have.”
I want her to be mine, for everyone to know. I want to be with her in the open.
Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the Colton Motherfucker Thompson Effect.
Colt is not one to forget me misbehaving and not letting him do what he wants. I’m going to pay for it, for sure, and I can only imagine what he’s going to do to me.
but saying no to me? When I was on my fucking knees? When I begged her to give me what I wanted? What the hell is that?
She’s everything I want. She’s my fucking sun, and I revolve around her. Without her, I feel lost, as if the law of gravity isn’t working. I’m freaking Winnie-the-Pooh who can’t stay away from his honey—so
Who needs nicotine when I have Ava? She’s my own drug, the only one I need.
I want to experience everything with her.
She’s fucking mine. Only mine. I need her to tell me this. I need her to tell me she understands.
I’m so full of lust for her, it’s maddening.
