All In (The Kings of Kroydon Hills, #1)

by Bella Matthews

seen men built like this before, but none

look at Coop and me. “One of these days,

used to make me feel.” God, why can’t

I’m not quitting. I’ve gotten everything

“Have fun, Cooper. Don’t forget, babies grow up in eighteen years, but herpes lasts forever!”

parents

what

one should be taking any ownership

“I’ve got him, QB. Go change your shirt before your girl comes back downstairs. It’s got blood on it, and she doesn’t need to see that shit anymore tonight.”

“Yes, she’s tall, and she’s pretty. But I have a newfound need for someone who’s short and gorgeous. Someone who looks like a pixie. Someone whose brother I was planning on talking to tonight before all hell broke loose. I need to talk to him so he doesn’t kill me when I kiss his sister.”

“Because I don’t plan on hiding how I feel about you for anyone’s sake. Not once you realize you’re already mine. And make no mistake, sweetheart. You’re mine.”

Italian

Knowing I put it there has me standing

There’s something about being on that field, it’s when I feel most alive. Controlling that field, whether as a player or now as a coach, it makes me feel like a Spartan warrior going into battle, and I love it.

“It’s everything—the lights on your face, the smell in the air, the roar of the crowd.

That’s when it clicks. At that moment, with my name on her back, I decide she’s going to be the girl who wears my jersey for the rest of her life.

He walks toward us like a man on a mission.

“No, sweetheart. I fucking love seeing my name on you. But I need to know why. I need to know what it means.”

“You told me I had to let you know when I was ready for more, Brady. This is me telling you I’m ready for everything.”

I want to worship this girl. Protect her. Possess her. I want to give her everything.

“I want to give you everything, Nat. Today, tomorrow, next year. I want to give you the world, sweetheart.”

I guess nobody told you Natalie might be tiny, but she’s ruthless.

my Kroydon Prep hoodie on over her t-shirt,

When Brady walked in my door late Friday afternoon, I wasn’t

to slow down and chew?” My disgusting

“Mine, Nattie. God, you’re all fucking mine.” Thrust. “Mine to fuck.” Thrust. “Mine to protect.” Thrust. “Mine to love.”

million questions fly our way, but we have

bulldozing me into what he thinks is

Coop moves next to Nat. “Listen, man,

class