Catching Feelings (Orleans University, #2)

by Maren Moore

“Yeah, baby, we are different.” I laugh lightly, holding her gaze. “And maybe the only thing we have in common is how we feel about each other, but that’s all that really matters. We can be night and fucking day, Viv, and it won’t change anything. You come to my games even though you have no clue what’s happening. I’m pretty sure you called it a touchdown the other day, which really hurt my fucking soul, but you showed up. And I’ll take you to every haunted house in the damn country if that’s what you want. I’ll buy the ghost equipment and pretend I’m not ready to shit my pants if it makes you happy. You’ll be my date to stupid rich people functions, and you’ll act like you hate every second of it, even though I know you secretly like getting dressed up, and I’ll be your biggest fucking fan. I’ll send letters to every publisher in the country, Viv. Because I want you and whatever comes with it. It’ll work because we want it to. Because together, we’re better.”