Catching Feelings (Orleans University, #2)

by Maren Moore

But fuck, I’m in love. I’m a sappy, lovesick fool for this girl.

What? I’m a little protective over my child. It’s what cat dads do. Well, dads in general, but I’m not going to test that theory… yet.

“I am so lucky that I get to love you, Viv. I am so goddamn lucky that you’re mine, and I will never take it for granted. You’re the best person I’ve ever known, and I know your dad is such a big part of who you are,” I whisper against her hair. “I wish I could’ve met him. I wish I could’ve shaken his hand and thanked him.

It’s what we do best—feel each other when words aren’t enough. That’s how I know in my bones that Vivienne is the love of my life.

I know she’s the girl I’m going to marry one day. Because that’s what love is, a connection that is deeper than words. It’s in my blood, coursing through my veins with each pump of my heart that belongs to her.

The girl I thought that I would never catch because every time I got close, she’d run even further away. But we ended up colliding into each other in a way neither of us expected, and it turns out that catching feelings was the best choice we ever made.

I didn’t want to be without him. Reese is my home. Wherever he goes, so do I.

And god, do I love Reese Landry. I love him so much sometimes that it feels like my heart could actually burst. I love him irrevocably to the depths of my soul. And I know I always will.

He kisses me in a room full of people like we’re the only two here. He kisses me with purpose. With promise. Because Reese Landry is my endgame.