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Strong arms wrap around my shoulders, slowing my momentum while our bikes halt mere inches from us.
Ahw already protecting him!!
“Who started it?” he asks after a pause, and my eyes flick at him warily. “Does it matter?” “I guess not.” He tosses the rag into the sink before crossing his arms again. “Who won?”
Oooh I like this dad!!
I did that. I made those lips swell. I made those dark eyes water. I left my mark on him. Me.
While I may get violent with Huckslee because I’m forced to, the thought of anyone else touching him pisses me off. He’s mine to torment. No one else’s.
“That glare is reserved for me. You’re giving it to everyone else, and I’m jealous.”
This can be like neutral ground or something. A fake place. Like…Delaware.”
“You’re fucking cute when you’re flustered,” I blurt out, cutting off his rant, and my smile grows when his lips part at my words. His dark eyes widen, twinkling like a starry night sky as he flounders like a fish for something to say.
right now. She trails a line of kisses down
“But I want to talk to you, and you don’t trust me right now. So we’re going to Delaware.”
window, and I need that scholarship, man.” “Are you?” I ask quickly,
“God, I’m so fucking stupid.” I laugh humorlessly as I turn on my heel, heading back toward the house. “Despite all the shit you’ve done to me, I pined after you for years. Years. You really couldn’t care less about anyone but yourself, Taylor.”
Again. “You’d look like this
windows. Returning her grin, I feel
morning, and the way he looked at me as if I’d lost my mind made me want to jab a fork into
of his back work as he swims to the other side
“You weren’t there,” I accuse softly, gripping the handlebars. He must not have heard me because he tilts his head and steps closer. “I don’t know what we are, Huckslee. Maybe at one point, I did, but all of that changed. And I know I can’t undo everything I’ve done, but I almost fucking died, and you weren’t there.”
Huckslee Davis, jersey number twenty, currently in his fourth and final season playing for the California Golden Bears at CU Berkeley.
rough, buddy.” I feel eyes on me and slide my
Fuck, even sad, he’s adorable. Makes me want to make him hot chocolate and shit. Tuck a blanket around him. Sit on his face.
Hotter than Satan’s fucking nutsack.
“You’re like a whole year younger than me, bebita.”
loco hijo de puta,
“Pinche cabrón.”
I fall asleep with a grin, my fingers entwined with Huck’s, surrounded by the only family I’ve ever wanted or needed.
this,
interracial couple in the nineteen-sixties, and they
hurts Huck more than he’s letting on, but he refuses
down. “No besos delante de la mamá, cariño!"
"Pinche mentiroso,
