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We lived, lulled, on the fault line of chaos. Change could come explosively, and out of nowhere. WALLY LAMB
“I’ve been thinking about it, and I feel like I deserve to get railed this weekend.”
“Coming from the guy who rails people for a living.”
My usual coping mechanisms—my weighted blanket (perfectly proportioned at 10 percent of my body weight), my sound machine (playing exactly the right decibel of brown noise), and my 2:00 a.m. snuggles with a body pillow (which I’m fairly certain was designed for a pregnant woman)—were all wildly unsuccessful.
it me
For some reason, our newest athletic trainer, Harper Reynolds, is riding my ass harder than the rest of the team. And not in a good way.
“Go in there with your perfect, golden hair, your shit-eating grin, and all your unmerited connections. Just know that when I beat you, it’s because I’ve actually earned it.” “You think my hair is perfect?”
“God, you make me so fucking irritated sometimes.” My smile kicks up a few unhealthy notches. “I know.”
I honestly didn’t realize I talked that much about her outside of class . . . so much so that my roommate can recite her full fucking name.
“Well, I’m sure you killed it. You’re gonna top your girl Kaia, no doubt.” “I’d definitely fucking like to,” I say, grinning at the innuendo that’s slipped right over poor Rai Rai’s head. “That’s one thing I know for sure.”
“Did you hear what I just said? I can’t stand the guy.” She stifles a giggle. “We all know there’s a thin line between love and hate, Kaia.”
“Aw, it’s sweet you think I’d care about his personality.”
“Actually, I was just hoping you’d call me baby again.” I shake my head at him in disgust, but a tiny flush of heat creeps up my neck.
“If you wanted to get down on your knees and beg for my forgiveness, I would also accept that.” “You’re such a pig.” “Oh, and here I thought I was a baby.”
“You know, I missed you last week.” “What?” “I missed talking to you,” he admits, his gaze intense. “This ignoring shit you’ve been doing? Yeah, it doesn’t really work for me.” I’m momentarily speechless. Honestly, I assumed that he didn’t care either way if we talked. “Holden,” I murmur softly, uncertain of what else to say. “Kaia.” He parrots my tone. “Look, if you’re pissed at me, then just tell me. Fight with me. Yell at me. But don’t shut me out. I don’t like seeing you everywhere, knowing that you’re just gonna look the other way.”
“And you missed me, too, right?” “Don’t push your luck, Beck.”
“As you wish, Daddy.” Her eyes widen, and she shudders, feigning a gag at her own suggestive comment. “Oh, God. Please pretend I never said that.”
Honest to God, I don’t think a willing college girl has ever had this much trouble getting herself laid.
“So, you want to give me another ride?” “A ride?” I tease. “You mean that thing where you get in my car and I drive you home?” “Yeah. And then afterward, you can even come inside.”
“Are you sure you’re not just saying that to get into my pants?” A smirk tilts my lips. “Only if honesty’s the kinda thing that turns you on.” “Oh God, Becker, just get in the fucking car already.”
“Tell me you like me, and I’ll consider fucking you.”
“We’re not friends.” “You’re right.” I let out a humorless chuckle. “I don’t often lick my friends’ pussies. So yeah, we’re a little fucking more than that now, aren’t we?”
what’s with the candy? Holden just something to sweeten your day. besides, it’s all I had in my pocket. well, that and another condom but it didn’t quite hit the same Kaia you really know how to make a girl feel special
“She’s starting to like you for more than just the hanky-panky,” he says, waggling his eyebrows. “Jesus, where’d you even pick that up? The retirement home?” “Sorry, let me try that again,” he says, fully beaming now. “She likes you for more than just a good ol’ dicking down.”
