Consider Me (Playing For Keeps, #1)

by Becka Mack

these boys are ballsy little piglets.

Lol

I mean—what? No. The ice. The ice is wet. I’m not…no. That’s…that’s ridiculous.

Ohh, gurrllll.

there’s a big part of me that not only expected to never find it but didn’t want to either. When you love someone so wholly, it makes you weak. You risk pieces of yourself that you can’t afford to lose.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Never, Ollie. I just want you to consider…consider giving me a shot. Consider me.

Fear is a funny, fickle thing. It’s there to protect you, to keep you from getting hurt, a glaring neon sign that warns you from getting too close, tells you to back up before it’s too late. But it keeps you stuck, weighed down in one spot, like feet stuck in mud. And more often than not? You get hurt anyway.

“Kissing doesn’t qualify as slow, though, in case you were wondering.” “Oh really? Are we talking innocent pecks or—” “Tonsil hockey.” Olivia snorts a laugh, my favorite kind, clapping a hand over her nose and mouth. “That feels fast to me.” “Well, you have little legs. It makes sense that you think everything I do is fast. Something for you to work on, I guess.”

Lord, this man

“What are you most afraid of?” “Falling,” she answers quietly and without hesitation. My thumb skates across her lower lip. “I’ll catch you.”

the second we sit, a girl throws herself in my lap. I’m not sure my reaction is the best. I throw my hands in the air and scream, accidentally shoving her off my lap and to the ground when I rocket to my feet and yell out, “I have a girlfriend!”

Nauerrrr

“Carter?” she calls suddenly, the words thick with sleep. Her eyes are still closed, and I think she might be dreaming. “Yeah, princess?” “What if I fall in love with you?” “Then I’ll fall with you, too, Ollie girl.”

Swoonnnn

World’s Sexiest Man: do u prefer princess or ollie when i scream your name into the crowd?

Hahaha

Carter skates by me with an irritatingly smug smirk and an even smugger wink. “You look like you wanna have my babies.” I scoff and wave him off. Screaming yes seems highly inappropriate, after all. “Is that a hell-yes scoff?” “It’s a your-baby-would-absolutely-destroy-my-vagina scoff.” “Hm.” He twirls around, the tip of his tongue touching his top lip. “Sounds like a hell-fucking-yes to me.” Hell. Fucking. Yes.

Oh my ovaries

“Thank you. Thanks. You too.” Why am I like this? “Your hair is…your face…Cara wants Emmett to know she’s ready.”

Why do i identify with this so much lol

“The way I love you is inexplicable. It’s so much more than just wanting to be with you but needing to more than anything. I need you, because without you, something will always be missing in this life, just out of reach. Because you make everything better, and everything makes sense. “You’re all the best parts, the cozy snuggles, the quiet conversations while we’re lying in bed, the sleepy mornings. The way my whole body comes alive when I see you for the first time after coming home, the way your face lights up and you jump into my arms and hold me like you need me as much as I need you.”

Omg yes

This man on his knees before me was always the man I know now, the one I love so wholly, so endlessly. I think he was just cautious about who he shared all these special parts with. I’m so lucky and grateful to be the person he chose, the one who gets to see him, know him, all of him.

There are no words. She’s like…waking up on Christmas morning when you’re three years old and you finally understand what it’s all about. She’s the moment the rain stops and the sun comes out, lighting up the sky with color, and everything smells new and fresh. She’s the first skate on a frozen lake, surrounded by snowy mountains and pine trees and the freshest breath of air. She’s rolling over in the middle of the night, pulling that warm body into yours and curling around it, and everything’s just right.

Sobbing