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When you’ve been given the world, everyone expects you to dominate it.
period!
my sanity is hanging on by a thread.
relatable
He might’ve been wearing a mask the night we met, but I’d recognize those hands anywhere. Hades.
here we go
This is supposed to be Chase’s younger sister, Seraphina, but I remember her as the smoking hot chick I fucked in a nightclub bathroom on Halloween.
please tell her brother that
Getting out of this semester alive is going to require iron-clad boundaries and a fuck-ton of willpower.
ME RIGHT NOW
“This is awkward.” “I hadn’t noticed,” I deadpan.
Blame my sarcastic default setting.
relatable
One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was giving her a hat trick on the edge of a sink. Not a lot of words were exchanged in the process.
AVERY WE ARE ON PAGE 18
“Are you cranky because you’re having a dry spell?” “It’s not a dry spell.” Contrary to what his needling might suggest, my recent hiatus from sex has been fully self-inflicted.
HAHAHA
and it demolished my interest in anyone else after.
stop
Taxi Cab Theory.”
sex and the city???
I’m not sure everyone gets to have that kind of love, though. Sometimes I think I’m too much to be someone’s One. Too loud, too disorganized, too extra, too messy.
Receive, huh? There are lots of things I’d like to give her, starting with… My cock perks up, my hand tightening around the phone.
please
the Porsche Taycan in Frozen Berry Metallic and tell me it isn’t amazing.
I WANT IT
I plead the fifth.
relatable
As the engine roars to life, so do the speakers. “Her soaking pussy clenches around me, and I drive deeper, thrusting in perfect tempo with her moans…”
and this is why we don’t listen to audio books in the car kids…
Tyler chuckles. “Oh, don’t turn that off on my account. Sounds like it was getting good.”
AHAHAHA
“For the plot,”
i use that excuse for a lot of tv shows
He waves me off. “Just taking notes, don’t mind me.”
nope stop
“Is this the right place?” I bat my eyelashes at him, feigning innocence. “Yeah,” he mutters. “Just give me a sec.”
PLEASE
“Have you ever heard of the internet meme that says, ‘In every partnership, there’s a person who stacks the dishwasher like a Scandinavian architect and a person who stacks the dishwasher like a raccoon on meth’?” She narrows her eyes. “No…” “I mean this in the nicest possible way, Ser, but you’re the meth raccoon in this scenario.”
me: raccoon
mom and dad: architect
“Question seventeen,” Seraphina murmurs. “Do you ever think about that night?” “All the fucking time.” I’m not a big believer in sugarcoating the truth. Plus, I think it’s pretty obvious. “Me too.” Her throat bobs, her warm brown eyes searching mine. “Do you regret it? I mean, it’s made things kind of complicated now.” Complicated is an understatement. Ever since she moved in, it’s been like navigating a minefield. The more time we spend together, the closer I come to doing something I shouldn’t. “No, Tink. I could never regret you.”
yeah love this
“Maybe your taxi light just hasn’t come on yet.”
girl it’s on for you
“All good. Bed just felt a little empty suddenly, that’s all.”
stop
“Fuuuuck.” Tyler falls back on the bed, throwing an arm over his eyes. His position draws attention to the very large, very angry erection straining to break free from his black boxer briefs. Desire pulses like a heartbeat between my thighs. The temptation to finish what we started is almost too much to resist.
“Last night wasn’t exactly fun for me. Where were you, anyway?”
yeah let’s go back to that
“Who cares about all that? Just get an M-R-S degree.”
no
Once I escort a protesting Abby out the door, I go back into my room and lock myself inside. A sigh of relief slips through my lips. She seemed more than a little miffed, but I don’t particularly care.
drop her ass
I put the “pro” in “procrastination”, and I work best under pressure.
same girl
So much for compartmentalizing.
real
“Makes sense. Goalies are built different. Some people say they’re a little cr—" “Watch it, Tink.” Tyler pokes me in the ribs, and I yelp, trying to scoot out of his reach.
“Tink doesn’t happen to be short for Tinker Bell, does it?” Holy shit, did I call her Tink when Dallas was in the kitchen?
you got caught
“For the love of hockey and all that is holy.”
“Ended your dry spell, huh?” Chase remarks from behind me. My heart leaps into my throat, and I lock my phone, whipping around to face him. “What?” Did he see my screen? He’s like, six feet away. That’s not close enough to read such small text, is it? “The scratch marks on your back?” He gestures at me like it should be obvious.
AHHHHAHAHAHA
You know, for you and whoever.”
dude it’s your sister
“Really?” Ezra studies him warily. “Sure,” Chase says, his expression unreadable. “I know how to hide a body.”
NO BODY NO CRIME
There’s music playing low in the background. I want to say it’s Taylor Swift, but I’m not certain.
green flag
“You know, you’ve been super flaky lately.”
yeah cause you are an asshole friend
Burgess,
kim?
Everyone knows you don’t mess with the goaltender after a save.
you fuck with our goalie you get fucked up
“Touch our goalie again, and you’ll be leaving on a stretcher,” Reid spits.
PERIOD
“That’s what I thought, and then she fucked Grady.”
WAIT GRADY AS IN HIS COACH
“I think you already did, dude. You can tell me if you want. Remember, you’ve got leverage on me, too. Consider it a vow of mutually assured destruction.”
“Fine. Grady fucked my girlfriend. That’s why I transferred. One day I went to his office after hours to ask him about something, and he had Michelle bent over his desk. Some mentor, right?”
WHAT THE FUCK
“What do you think I did? I waited for him to get his pants on and then I kicked his ass. His fighting skills must’ve been rusty because it was pretty one-sided.” He laughs, but it’s bitter. “Woodbine was more worried about keeping everything under wraps, so no one pressed any charges. Guess they figured it’d be a bad look if people found out their thirty-year-old head coach was fucking undergrads, especially his star player’s nineteen-year-old girlfriend.”
ha
Agonizing over my wardrobe and menu choices doesn’t leave as much buffer as I’d hoped
me on a weekly basis
His black dress shirt stretches across his wide shoulders, the collar left open at the very top to reveal the edges of several dark tattoos, and his sleeves rolled up halfway to reveal even more.
yep that’s it
For my first Valentine’s Day with a guy and my first non-date date, the bar has been raised impossibly high.
this is a date sweetheart
“Mine’s self-sabotage. I know I do it, and I can’t seem to stop myself.”
little too close to home
“You can’t make those noises, Ser.” “Why? Getting dirty ideas?” “Getting?” His eyes gleam with dark amusement. “More like actively trying to stop myself from acting on them.”
