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“Cooper and Declan both bow down to the altar of the football gods. I don’t get on my knees for anyone.”
I hate being a crier. If I get mad, I cry. Sad, I cry. Overly happy . . . more tears.
Don’t forget, babies grow up in eighteen years, but herpes lasts forever!”
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.
One other thing. If you get her pregnant, I will rip your balls off with my bare hands and make you watch while I pop them like balloons. Understand?”