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Having a twin in general is a royal pain in the arse. Having him on the same team is like a bad case of haemorrhoids. Having him playing the same position is like a jagged butt plug rammed in at the wrong angle.
Tequila Sunrise is essentially our more original version of YOLO. Actually saying YOLO makes my skin crawl. That’s what immature tweens shout when they decide to purchase a full calorie soda instead of diet. Tequila Sunrise is so much more.
We both realised in that moment that med school prepared us for the answers, but it did not prepare us for the heartache.
I wish I could crawl into her head to know what she’s thinking. Is she as intrigued by me as I am by her? Does she want me? Do I make her nervous? Have I ever cared what a girl thought of me before?
“Lying about your pain number doesn’t make your dick any bigger,” she mumbles under her breath.
“Baby? Seriously?” She rolls her eyes and grips the stethoscope around her neck, clearly affected by the excitement vibrating in the air around us. “You can’t come up with anything more original? The dictionary has lots of choices. It’s even sorted alphabetically for your convenience.”
“I was thinking I could call you Specs for a nickname instead of baby or Red, but Indie is just too sexy of a name I’m afraid. It’s beaten everything I’ve been workshopping in my head.”
“When I have two good knees again, you won’t be able to get away from me so easily.” His eyes spark with heated warning.
She’s even more beautiful up close as my nightlight reveals a light smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She’s beautiful and funny? I think I might be in love.
Tanner eyes Belle as her bite remains frozen on her apple mid-bite. “Are you just here as a table decoration? Or does that apple actually come out of your mouth?”
he closes his eyes as if he’s in pain and adds, “You need to get some clothes on because I just pictured pulling that towel off and motor-boating your tits.”
it’s important you’re at your best when you operate on London’s sexiest footballer tomorrow.” “I’ve met all your brothers, Cam. Are you entirely sure you hold that title?”
“Did you even get what my pun meant?” “Yeah, you’re considering becoming a juggler of testicles after you finish this whole doctor phase.”
I do casual and safe. But never girlfriends…Except for a girl in fourth grade who kicked me in the balls and told me she’d do it again if I didn’t agree to be her boyfriend.”
It was either kissing her or peeing on her so every guy knew to back the fuck off. Indie Porter belongs to Camden Harris.
She feels like the first real breath of life I’ve inhaled since I started playing football so many years ago.
I’m drowning. I’m drowning in deep, dark, delirious destiny. I’m in a place I never want to leave. A place I never want to say goodbye to. A place I never want to let go. Just sinking further and further into a world I’ve never known.
