Change on the Fly (Totally Pucked, #1)

by Maren Moore

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 wuv you, Weed.” Jesus, someone’s cutting onions again. My heart constricts in my chest with something I never thought I’d ever experience.

“Get out of your head. Don’t let anything in the space between us right now. Feel us.”

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.”