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It wasn’t even about the lack of romance in my life; it was about being someone’s priority. Having an anchor. Knowing there was a person out there who would be my first call if shit went down and vice versa.
I was a balloon drifting aimlessly through the crowd while everyone around me found their tethers.
It was like God had sent her specifically to test me—I mean, us. The team in general.
It was my superpower. Smile for the world, crash out in silence. The perfect shield against unwanted pity.
“Who’s the one who can’t control themself now?”
“I never said I could control myself around you.”
“No fever, which means you’re not sick and delirious. You just have bad taste.” I dropped my hand. “I’m so sorry. That condition is incurable.”
It was impossible to hear her laugh without wanting to smile too.
Winning an award for something you’re great at isn’t a long shot; it’s deserved.”
We don’t love each other. We don’t hate each other either.
No matter where we were or how many people were around, Brooklyn could make the rest of the world fall away with one glance. I couldn’t explain how or why. She just…did.
If someone even hinted that I couldn’t do something, I’d run myself into the ground before I proved them right.
Girl gets me
“The reason is because I couldn’t stop thinking about you while I was gone. Then I come home to see you sitting there, doing nothing except existing, and I can’t fucking breathe.” His voice was low and taut. “Maybe you were right. I am pissed at you because you can float through the kitchen, making pancakes and cracking jokes, while I’m using every goddamn ounce of willpower not to touch you. That’s why I don’t want to be around you. You’re killing me, and you don’t even know it.”
I didn’t need to be the center of everyone’s world. But just once, I’d like to be with someone who thought I was as important to them as they were to me.
“Brooklyn.” I lowered my voice, my throat strained. “I’d lose every single fucking bet in the world if it meant I could be with you.”
Noah flicked a quick glance at Carina, whose eyes were glued to her phone like it was the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen.
i need to know what happened here
“Thirty-five thousand!”
Yesssss
I have to take a piss.”
Sir youre such a cockblock
“The person who bought them has good taste.” He stripped them off. “And I like to have part of her with me. Always.”
“Et ça a un putain de goût, ma chérie.”
“Now, Brooklyn.”
Yes sir
Vincent filled me up so perfectly that I couldn’t remember a time when he hadn’t been there, and we weren’t connected.
“Come for me. I want to feel that pretty little cunt drenching my cock.”
“What happens next is simple. We’re together. Exclusively. No more games, no more uncertainty.” He brushed a stray strand of hair out of my face, his voice turning tender. “In case you had any doubt, you’re mine, and I’m yours. I don’t care who knows. In fact, I want the whole fucking world to know because I’m done hiding.”
if I had to choose between being with Brooklyn and staying on Coach’s good side, I’d pick her. Every time, over anything.
“At the end of the day, it was a choice. I chose you.” I chose you.
“Don’t make me turn you over and fuck that brattiness out of you.”
as we walked back to my car, her hand in mine, I realized that the most dangerous person in my world wasn’t the intruder or my birth mom or any rival footballer. It was Brooklyn, because she was the only person alive with the power to unravel me.
“Je serais toujours là pour toi, mon coeur. Quoiqu'il arrive.”
“If I had to bet on you or a few thousand miles, I’d always choose you,”
Tu es plus que mon cœur. Tu es mon tout.”
“Keep going,” Vincent ordered. “I want to see you take every inch of that cock like it’s mine. Like I’m the one making you scream while I stretch that tight little pussy wide open.”
“Mason?”
Bro this guy issus
This was Seth.
I didnt suspect ths man at all
For a split second, I’d lived in a world where she no longer existed, and that was enough to make me wish I were dust too.
if push came to shove, and I had to choose between you and Blackcastle?” My voice turned tender. “I’d choose you. Every time. Because you’re it for me, Brooklyn Armstrong. There’s nothing and no one else I love more.”
For the first time in my life, love didn’t feel like a risk. It felt like the safest bet I’d ever made.
I’d lived in this house for years, but Brooklyn’s presence changed everything. For the first time in my life, I understood what it meant to be truly home.
