Promise Me (RLU #1)

by Carlie Jean

“If your football career is anything like your cock, it’ll be small and unsatisfying,”

If I have to make one more vodka cranberry for all the puck bunnies in this joint, I may lose it.

aye don't come for my vodka crans

If I’m being honest, I don’t like when people don’t like me. I’m very much a people pleaser.

“If you ever meet someone worthy of sharing your big ass heart with, give them a chance. I’m willing to share,”

“I want to be an aunt already, help me out, would ya?”

I looked up the class that I’m tutoring her for—Introduction to Coding—and read the book front to back over the weekend to make sure I knew what to go over.

You know when you hear an old favorite song and it fills you with a warm, happy feeling at the familiar tune? Yeah, that’s what listening to her laugh did to me, and despite it being new, it feels like my heart knows its tune already.

but I’m learning to stop questioning my heart and following it for once in my life.

“Forgiveness is hard, but you know what else is?” “What?” I ask, my voice rawer than I’d like. “Believing that we have control over everything in our lives.”

I want to take care of Aurora Vallacourt, and once I start, there’s no stopping.

“I know she has some walls up…in certain aspects of her life if you catch my drift. But if you see her, truly see her. Try, okay?” Part of me wants to do my best to jump off this couch and slam her lips shut, while the other part is on the edge of my seat, waiting to hear his response. There’s a short pause until his smooth, deep voice penetrates the silence. “I do see her.”

He’s making my girl uncomfortable for whatever reason, and to hell if I’m going to let it continue.

MY GIRLLLLL

You’re just going to steal my pen, then?” She turns to me with a teasing smirk, a glint in her eyes. “Yup. I’ll think of it and remember the time my best friend missed me so much, he pretended I forgot a pen just to come and see me.”

Grief tends to remind us of what we lost, but sometimes a little gratitude helps you to remember what you have and to be thankful for it right now. Because you never know when something you’re grateful for could become something you grieve.

“I wanted to try and take this slow, but I don’t know if I can, love. Not after I’ve got my first taste. I want more.”

“For being you. For being so goddamn strong, confident, and an amazing person overall. It’s inspiring, and I’m proud of you. Not because you kick ass at volleyball, but because you add extra light to this world just being who you are.”

“Did you come just from eating—” It’s with no shame that I say, “Yeah, I did. That was hot.”

Kissing her feels like coming alive. Every nerve ending in my body seems to be in tune with her, lighting up. Our lips meld perfectly together, kissing slowly and sensually. It’s not rushed, with no clashing teeth or nipped lips. It’s perfect.

I fell in love with him. I think I’ve loved him for a while now, since that day at the lake, but this moment right here solidified it for me. And that terrifies me because I can’t afford to lose another person I love.

Cameron leans in, his lips brushing my ear, and says, “You have no idea how badly I want to stick my head between your thighs and taste what’s mine.”

“Taking every inch of me just like your pussy was meant to.”

“Show me how much you love my cock pounding into your tight little pussy by giving me one more,”

“Hi, I’m Lexa. Thank you so much for dating my brother. I was worried the guy would become a crazy dog man, you know, the opposite of a crazy cat lady?” she jokes, and I instantly feel at ease. Feisty and honest, I like her.

Two hours into the whole space thing Aurora proposed, and I’m already losing my mind.

“If you say you broke up, I will sob uncontrollably. Just a warning,” Finn shrieks.

“I want to get there so badly, because she never got to. Not only that, I want it for myself. I want the pride of playing for my country, the thrill of playing against the best of the world, and to make all the hard work worth it. It’s for me, too, you know. I love what I do just as much as she did.”

“The hell I am. The girl I love has had the roughest fucking day, and if you think I’m going to be anywhere but by her side, you’re mistaken,”

You are the dream, Rory.”

Because it’s made me realize that my life doesn’t have to operate on a straight, narrow path. It can grow, create roots, and plant all over again. The opportunities are endless, and I’ll explore all the things that bring me joy,