Homerun Proposal (Orleans University, #1)

by Maren Moore

“Then, I realized that I didn’t actually know much about periods, so then I started googling, and I’m actually so fucking sorry that you have to go through this, Hal. So, I just… I just picked up a few more things that I thought might help.” He pulls out my favorite candy: Sour Punch straws. “I know they’re your favorite,” he stammers. My god, is Lane Collins nervous right now? “But then I also read that sometimes you crave things that you normally don’t, so I picked up these too.” This time, he pulls out Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, a pickle in a bag, and four different kinds of chocolate ice creams, along with my favorite energy drink. “If none of this is what you want, I can go back. I just grabbed it all in a hurry.” “This is so sweet, Lane,” I say quietly, moving the heating pad aside and standing from the bed. “Thank you.” My arms fly around his neck and pull him to me in a hug that immediately feels like… home.