The Guy in the Middle (The Underdogs, #3)

by Kate Stewart

It’s on the edge of my lips to protest with “why did you stop?” before she restarts the music. Irritated, I watch. I can’t help myself. I watch.

In a barbaric act of stupidity, I throw her over my shoulder and carry her towards her Toyota. This move officially makes me the dumbest fucking man in the history of ever.

We officially have a caveman about damn time

That’s right, motherfucker. “Just old pals. I played ball for her Dad.” I nudge Harper with my shoulder. “Though he got a little pissed when she snapchatted my dick to him.”

She’s light, and you can’t hide light, you can’t hold it, and keep it. It’s unattainable. And maybe that’s what Harper is for me—a light I can’t keep.

“I think what mattered to me most about coming here is that I never got a chance to say I love you. And I do, I love you, Harper.”