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And the exact moment I fell for Nathan? I can pinpoint it down to the second.
And then…just before he put his helmet on and entered the game for what would go down in history as his career-making start, Nathan looked up in the stands for me.
To my left is a floor-to-ceiling three-million-dollar view of the ocean, but to my right is the view I would give my soul to see every day for the rest of my life. Obviously, Bree doesn’t know I feel this way about her.
She was a defibrillator to my chest. Bam. My heart hasn’t beat the same since.
“Don’t you dare buy my apartment building and renovate it!” “I might. I’ve got money to blow, baby.”
I, on the other hand, am a jump on the table and karaoke Adele into my fork with a napkin on my head after only a few drinks kind of girl.
His words trail off as he finishes his sentence by writing ROMANCE CHEAT SHEET on the board.
It’s fine. I’ll just climb up there like all of us short people learned to do when we stopped growing at the age of twelve.
Oh geez, I’m feeling hotter than a widowed duchess in a bodice-ripping historical romance.
“You don’t know me,” I say in my best reenactment of one of my sassy teenage dancers. “You napped your ass off.” “Shut up.” So I like to nap and they always get out of hand—what about it?
see that Nathan already posted the photo along with a caption that reads: The only woman I want.
Football will never be as important to me as she is, so you can either support my relationship with Bree or forfeit a relationship with me. Your call, but just know I won’t budge on this.”
There are dozens of bouquets filling my living room. Big glorious pink and green blooms everywhere.
My heart bursts. It’s wide open, completely hers for the taking. Always has been.
Yearning and desire pulse through both of us until it feels like a tangible current. Years of holding back combust.
“Oh. A football. Cool! Thanks.” It’s garbage. He hates it. I sort of love it, though, that some grown men would sell their kidney for that ball, and this kid savagely tosses it onto the couch. Old news.
“What right do I have to resent it? To want to escape any part of it ever? No. I don’t deserve to get help for the anxiety I can’t escape. I don’t get to feel overworked. I need to keep my shit together and give as much of myself as I can, because otherwise everyone will see that I don’t deserve to be where I am.”
“Your ability to shoulder everything, to give 200 percent of yourself all the time, to be perfect at everything you attempt…these are not the attributes that make you a valuable human being.” I pause. “And they are not why I fell in love with you.”
“I fell in love with you because you’re goofy. You’re fun. Your heart is so big I don’t know how it fits in here,”
“I love you too,” he whispers over and over again. “I love you, Bree. I love you. I always have.”
I’m so devastatingly in love with you, it hurts sometimes—and I have been since high school.”
“I love you with everything I am, and that’s never going to change for me.
She is strong and fierce in her delicate skin. Life tried to hold her down, but she gave it the middle finger and stood up again.
