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I secretly think the book was better. The book is always better.
She hesitates. “We need to finish this conversation.” “We will,” I promise. “At home.” Her teeth dig into her lip. “Brenna and I are meeting friends at the bar.” “Then we’ll talk at the bar. Or afterward. Right now, you need to go.” Summer nods. She stands on her tiptoes, gives me a kiss on the cheek, and then she’s gone. * * * I’m a pussy. I don’t go looking for Summer after the game, and I don’t go to Malone’s. I also don’t go home. Like an asshole, I get in my car and drive to Boston.
Yeah you’re a complete fucking asshole
“I don’t know if I want to go there.” Then you probably shouldn’t have let her blow you tonight.
YEAH
“I like cuddling naked with you.” “Me too,” I say gruffly. “I like having sex with you.” Her breath heats my left nipple, making me shiver. “I like you, period. I like you a lot.” “I…” My mouth goes dry. I almost say ‘ditto’ and then realize how dismissive that sounds. So I say the next best thing—nothing. Because that’s how I roll.
The audible sigh I just let out…
“You have to promise, Fitz.” Her green eyes are more serious than I’ve ever seen them. “I promise.”
If he fucking breaks this promise I’m gonna scream
Heat flares in his eyes. He steps into the cradle of my thighs and guides himself inside me. And that’s when the door swings open and Hunter stumbles into the bedroom.
The way I just had to stare at the ceiling for a minute
The bus is dropping us at campus around seven-thirty, eight.”
Gonna take a guess that they don’t get back in time so the roommates have to step up and do the modeling
And then she babbles on about Daphne and alcohol poisoning and someone stealing Daphne’s clothes, and I follow her up the stairs and try to keep up until my eyes finally glaze over. We enter my room and I lock the door, shutting Summer up the only way I know how—by kissing her.
Oh my god this guy fucking sucks
We got in last night, and we’ve been having a blast so far. I ate her out on the pool table, which was hot. She blew me on her California king mattress, and then we snuggled in bed and binged a show about child killers.
Wow….so amazing….what a blast
from the Tom Ford shoes to the crisp black suit jacket to the navy-blue dress shirt with only the top button undone.
NOOO not the black and navy combo
“Oh, they’ll come!” Kamal hoots. “Someone always comes to clean up my messes. Wanna know why, Colin? Summer?
Why did he turn into a super villain LMAO
Why do we do this as women? Why do we feel the need to justify why we don’t like someone?
I thank each of them profusely for their help, and a pang of sadness tugs at my heart at Hunter’s noticeable absence. Fitz and I agreed it’s best to give Hunter space, but it still sucks knowing I’d hurt him.
I mean you never apologized!?
He’s evolving, my sweet-penis man. I’m proud of him.
I’m sick of this book LOL
