First Meet Foul

by Jaqueline Snowe

See? This was why I ran. It solved shit.

FOR REAL

Dean: what do you want? Lorelei: fame and fortune Dean: go away Lorelei: this is serious Dean: five minutes

Its giving gilmore girls

Hope you’re ready for me, football boys.

Lorelei Romano defined beauty to me.

My throat tightened with all the words I didn’t say. Who broke her heart? Where did he live? What idiot of a human had hurt her?

“I don’t care at all.” Ollie shrugged. “Girls smell nice.” “Okay, you’re not smelling my sister.”

“Don’t wait for me.” He cupped his boobs. “There’s a ninety percent chance I won’t be coming home.”

Mean girls !

I liked him saying my name like that.

“Eric looks like someone who doesn’t know how to please a woman, and if I ever were to punch anyone in the face, it’d be him. He has my top spot.”

YESSS

The show I made him watch with me. I felt like I was living in an Olivia Rodrigo song, and I hated it.

How could the girl of my dreams be this sad from a prick like Eric?

you dont get to tell me about sad-taylor

If she learned the power her smile had on me, she could get me to do anything in the world.

I’d find a way out of hanging with her… I had to.

“You’re gorgeous. I think, possibly, when I said what I did this morning in front of Callum, you thought that I didn’t think you were the most beautiful thing on this green earth. You are, by the way. Like, perfection. Stunning. Like, if I didn’t have to worry about my grandma or football or Dean, I’d be doing whatever I could to score a date with you. You’re a goddess, Lorelei, and it bothered me all damn day to know you probably thought the opposite.”

Red was the worst flavor, and I shoved it back.

What ?!?!

I am a slut for chocolate,

I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and watched as she made waffle after waffle.

ughhhh fine lookin man

Why the fuck had I gotten a haircut and shave for this? It wasn’t a date.

Awwww

If someone asked me to draw the perfect woman for me, down to the outfit, it was this right here. Her.

“You look beautiful,”

I loved seeing her grin. It made me feel normal, like I was just some guy hanging out with a girl who liked me for me and not a ticket to the NFL.

In the middle of a potential accident, he’d reached over to me, ensuring I was safe. That was amazing.

“I like my name on your lips. It makes me want to break my rules, and I just…can’t.”

My grandma studied her bookshelf where hundreds of thrillers and romances sat. She lived on books and always mentioned how she read every book the facility had.

Real

My grandma was the most important person in my life, and watching Lorelei bond with her made me think about what-if scenarios.

My damn heart pounded in my chest with a continuous break your rule, break your rule, break your rule. It was getting harder and harder to not say to hell with it. Lorelei Romano would be my undoing.

I lay on my bed, naked, and put on The Weeknd.

THE WEEKND IS THE BEST

There were core memories that would live with me forever. The first time I played on a football field, the first Christmas with my grandma, and seeing Lorelei touch herself while saying my name.

My cock was so damn hard it could drive the car itself.

Hahaha

“Don’t rush me, Lorelei. It’s not every day I get to live out my fantasy of fucking you. I’m going slow, and you’re going to let me.”

This was my girl. The one of my dreams.

“Now please, touch me. I’m dying.” “Yes, ma’am.”

“You’ll get a turn, Lo. Right now, let me have mine. I beg you.”

“I want your ass in the air, your hair wrapped around my hand, and my cock so far inside you, you’ll feel me tomorrow.”

Why did the world’s prettiest, made-for-me woman have to meet me right now? Two years from now? I could do this. But now… it was impossible.

She legit tucked me into my bed. I was charmed as fuck.

I could lie to myself and pretend I didn’t have feelings for her all I wanted, but that woman was so far under my skin I couldn’t see a way to escape her, and that didn’t terrify me as much as it should’ve.

Luca played the game of his life.

“I hate seeing Oliver’s jersey on you.”

“What, Luca?” “I want to renegotiate our deal.” “Wait…what?” “You heard me. One night with you wasn’t enough. When I get back, you and I are having another conversation.”

It made me want to bite her thighs so she knew I was there every time she took a step. Suck her neck so when she put her ponytail up, she’d see me there. Fuck her again, so any man in the future would have to work twice as hard to replace the memory of me.

Lorelei Romano had a hold on me, and I wasn’t ready to let go.

I detoured from my plan for one second, dropping my bags off in my room and rummaging through my bottom drawer for one of my old football shirts. If she wanted to support our team, she’d be wearing mine.

Luca looked at me like I mattered.

I wanted his grandma to be mine, his smiles to belong to me, and to take care of him. For him to put me first.

The fact I’m in love with Luca Monroe.

I’d fallen in love with Luca Monroe, the one person who couldn’t afford to love me back. And the worst part was that I understood it. Nothing would change that.

He was like my favorite sweatshirt, my favorite season, and favorite song all rolled into one. He was comfort and love,

“Sleep, pretty girl. Let me take care of you.”

“I want a life with her.”