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This book is not a tearjerker. This book contains an immense amount of smut with a coach who loves giving hand necklaces and spankings.
It’s incredible, the role that social media plays in today’s game.
Someone that beautiful needs to be seen, to be gazed upon like the art that they are.
“Because then I wouldn’t have a chance to show you the kind of date you actually deserve.”
He adjusts his hips in his chair. I don’t know what it is about that movement, but it’s one of those things that’s fucking hot for no reason.
“I’m well aware you’re probably capable of doing a lot for yourself. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not enjoying every goddamn second of watching you part those pretty lips for me in front of a restaurant full of people.”
“Say my name. Again. A thousand times over as I fuck you. I want to hear it like a prayer on your lips, like I am your god.”
Only girls with little brothers can truly understand the love-hate relationship we have with them. Are we going to pick on them forever? Yes, of course. Is anyone else allowed to pick on them? Absolutely the fuck not.
I’m sure there are rules for fraternizing with a player’s family, and he fraternized with me so goddamn hard.
I might have been the one to leave marks on Evie, but she already left one on me, and it’s burning itself like a brand on my fucking heart.
Now, I just need to find the outfit that will bring the head coach of the Nighthawks to his knees.
Even God would consider sinning for her.
Evie makes me feel like I’ve been lit on fire, and she’s the one who lit the match. And I think I might like getting burned.
God, I want to be kept so badly by Nathaniel Carrington.
When we finally get off of the phone at two thirty in the morning, I become certain of one thing. I am falling for my brother’s coach, and there’s nothing anyone can do to stop it.
I don’t know where my relationship with Nate will end up. But I do know that I don’t want to lose him. He makes me feel alive and seen in a way that no one ever has. I feel safe, secure, and all warm and fuzzy when I’m with him.
“You’re wrong, Evie. I’m so much more than crazy when it comes to you. I’m possessive, obsessive, and fucking addicted. Crazy is the least of your worries.”
He makes me happier than I ever imagined someone could even do. He makes me feel loved constantly, cherished always, and safe forever.
