More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
by
Meghan Quinn
Read between
June 10 - June 17, 2023
I set my pickle on her plate and she tosses me a few tater tots in exchange. I grab the ketchup and squirt some onto each of our burgers. Stella does the same with the mustard. I also add some ketchup to a napkin that I place between us for dipping our tots in.
“Because, back in college, I learned from Carson that wearing a thong during runs is the best way to keep the junk trapped, but still feel breezy.” Her mouth nearly falls to the picnic table. “You’re wearing a thong right now?” “Yup.” I finish the rest of my orange juice and set the bottle on the table. “No, you’re not. Are you?” “I am.” I stand for her, lower the waistband of my shorts, and snap the side strap of my man thong.
“Decent. Played kickball. One kid got nailed in the crotch. I sat on the sidelines with him and told him that there will be times in our lives when our junk is attacked, and it’s going to bring us to the ground, but the way we rise with pride is what people will remember. After being crouched in a fetal position in agony, of course.”
And that hits me hard, because reality is starting to set in. I fell in love with a girl who doesn’t feel the same way about me.
“It’s time to stop being that annoying, wishy-washy girl, and go after what you want.” “You think I’m annoying?” I ask, slightly insulted. “Uh, yeah. Everyone does.” I glance around the room and no one looks me in the eyes. “You guys seriously think I’m annoying?” Greer sighs. “Not annoying, just—” “Annoying,” Keiko says while staring down at her paper.
“Yes. It’s frustrating watching you fixate on the wrong thing, when you could be concentrating on the right thing. The right thing is your relationship with Romeo. Everyone can observe the way you two actually feel for each other, but you’ve been paying too much time toward the negative aspects in your life, such as how you’ve treated people and your selfish tendencies. You apologized, no reason to harp. Forgive and forget. Move on. That’s how Kelvin and I got through the Pirates of the Caribbean fiasco. Forgive, forget. Move on.” Nothing like your socially awkward friend telling you exactly
...more
Greer smirks. “The grand gesture.”
“Anything else?” Arlo asks in an annoyed tone. “That’s it, Daddy,” Gunner says, causing Arlo’s eyes to narrow. “Don’t fucking call me that.” He takes off up the stairs, two at a time.
I walk up to where Stella is standing by the bats. She hands me the one I’ve been using and winks. “You got this, Brock.” Fuck, I love her so much.
“To tell you that I’m head over heels in love with you, Brock.”
“I love you, Stella, and I’ll always love you, because you are my girl. There’s no changing that.”
what you did for me tonight, it means more to me than anything. I’m not sure you will ever understand how special it was, but it just reminded me why I fell in love with you.” I smooth my thumb over her cheek. “You get me.”
“A house.” “Yes, I see that. This is the house that’s two doors down from Arlo and Greer, the one with the big oak tree in the front yard that I said would be the perfect tree for a swing.” “It is.” “Why are you showing me this?” “I’m showing you this because I bought it for us.”

