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Sliding into the bed, I curled my body around hers, wrapping my arm around her. Just for tonight. Just because of how close I’d come to losing her. Just because I couldn’t help myself.
Tonight, I’d hold her in my arms. Tomorrow, I’d figure out how to deal with being in love with the coach’s daughter.
He was the best person I knew. Too bad he didn’t feel even half of what I felt for him.
“You’re eighteen. You’re strong and independent. I’m sure you can figure it out, sweetheart.”
What the heck??
“I love her.” He squeezed the back of his neck, shaking his head. “Will you still love her in a year? In two years?” “I’ve loved her since we were fifteen. It’s never going away.”
Although it was more like a hand-internship or hand-volunteer-work than an actual job.
