The Problem with Players (Problem #2)

by Brittainy C. Cherry

“And for what it’s worth, Avery Harper Kingsley, you’re more than enough. Especially on the days when you don’t feel that way.”

I didn’t know falling in love was a repeated action. I used to think it happened once and then it was locked in. But it was clear to me now that the falling never ceased. I was in a free fall, tumbling down more and more for the woman in front of me. When it came to my love for her, I’d hope I’d never touch solid ground.

I didn’t need Avery to be perfect in order for me to love her. I needed her to be real.

Avery Kingsley was my best friend. My partner. My greatest grand slam. With her around, my world would never again become too dark. She was, and always would be, my very favorite sunbeam.