Change on the Fly (Totally Pucked, #1)

by Maren Moore

I only stole a few glances, and I didn’t think she noticed until our eyes connected in the mirror and something… different passes through our gaze.

And that’s how the rest of the night is spent, talking about nothing with Holland, eating a Pop-Tart, and for the very first time, I realize that I might be in some seriously deep shit.

"I'm not going to be okay if you keep touching me."

😏😏😏

He whispers my name raggedly, and for the first time, I think he might feel the same way that I do. I can hear the tortured tone of his voice. The same hesitation that I feel, but wish wasn’t present; the same way that I want him to kiss me, but he knows he can’t. That we can’t.

"Fuck, you're beautiful."

"Please, Holland. This is me, Reed Davidson, the hottest hockey star you'll ever meet, begging you.

The truth is, I want Holland and I wish there wasn't every obstacle in the damn world standing in my way.

I bring Evan into our room, and for the rest of the night, my thoughts are consumed with Holland Parker.

“You are brave, buddy. It’s okay to be afraid sometimes because you have me, and together, we can be brave. We can face anything.”

I kiss her like I'm dying of thirst, and fuck, I want to drown in her. It's the kiss to end all kisses. The kind that ruins everyone before her.

“Don’t. Don’t hide yourself from me. I want you, Holland, every single fucking inch of you.”

"Maybe I missed you, babe."

Words escape me. What do you say to the girl who just ruined you for anyone else?

“What are you doing here?” He clenches his jaw, then forces a fake smile on his face. “Texted Em and she said you guys were here, and Evan’s with Ma for the night, so I figured I would come out.”

Aaron looks at him in confusion. “Okay… uh, we’re dancing, do you mind?” Reed looks at him then back at me. “Actually, I do. Why don’t you take a fucking hi-”

“You think I don't know that? You think I don’t know that I have no right to be jealous? No right to feel so fucking possessive over you like you’re mine.”

“I will throw your ass over my shoulder and carry you all the way back to my house, don’t bite off more than you can chew, babe.”

“That falling in love is the greatest feeling in the world, and they’re not wrong. But it’s also scary. That’s the part that no one tells you about. The vulnerable, raw part of you that you’re putting in another person’s hands and praying that they love you for who you are. I love you, Holland. I am in love with you.”

“I am not sorry for falling in love with you. I’m sorry that I had to do it in secret, when all I want to do is shout it from the rooftop of the tallest building in the whole damn city. I fucking love you, Holland.

“One: Fall in love every day. Never stop showing you how much you mean to me, and giving you reasons to fall in love with me.”

“Two: Shout it to the world. I’m never going to not show my love for you. I want everyone in the goddamn world to know that I’m the bastard that’s lucky enough to love you, Holland Parker. I’ll put it on the jumbotron. On every damn billboard in Chicago.”

“Change on the fly. You don’t stop, you change what you have to and finish out the game.”