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That massive hunk of muscle
I think we've established how teeny tiny she is and just how humongous he is (the biggest, the largest ). I hate this. It pulls me right out of an otherwise decent story.
“And if I meow—”
Give me a fucking break.
“So, what’s next?” she asked. When she looked up at me, the tears had dried on her face, and her smile was just as bright and genuine as the one she’d given me when we walked into the party at the beginning of the night. Just like that, she’d bounced back. And even though I’d crossed the line, she watched me with the same unwavering trust in her eyes, looking to me for guidance like I wasn’t the devil himself.
I just listened to her, nodding along, and kept my hands in my pockets. Mostly to keep from reaching for her again.
He swallowed, dipping just the tip of his fingers beneath the band of my sweats. “Can I touch you, Giana?” he whispered.
Very sexy yet adorable ?
Frustration battled with gratitude inside my soul all week long, no matter how I tried to work through it in the weight room or on the field. I was consumed by overanalyzing each moment we’d spent together, wondering how it’d taken me so long to really see it, to really understand what I was feeling. And I didn’t know which emotion I felt more. I was angry with myself, with her, with Shawn and Maliyah both. I was gutted by the situation, by even the thought of Shawn touching her the way I had been. And yet, if this was it, if this was the only way I could ever have her… I was thankful.
And for the first time in my life, I not only recognized that I needed help. I was prepared to ask for it.
I dragged my feet as I rounded the last corner that led to my block, digging in my pocket for my key. I was too busy staring at the sidewalk that I didn’t notice that I wasn’t alone until I was at the edge of my stoop. And a large pair of white Allbird sneakers came into view.
“I couldn’t eat,” he started, knee still bouncing. “Couldn’t train, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t do anything other than make myself sick thinking about him touching you.”
“I want you,” he declared, and the admission must have pained him as much as it elated me. His brows bent together, nose flaring like he was laying himself down at my feet and handing me a sword, not knowing if I’d ask him to stand again or cut his head off. “I want you,” he repeated on a raspy breath. “And I don’t want to pretend anymore.”
“This was why I left last week,” he whispered into the space between us, his forehead to mine, our breaths labored between. “I walked away from you even when everything in my body begged me to stay. Because when I took you for the first time, I didn’t want it to be under the guise of any of this between us being fake.”
“I’ve been reading your books,” he continued, tongue lashing out to taste my earlobe before he nibbled it. The sound of his breath in my ear combined with that little bite sent chills racing down my legs, and I arched into him, my ass meeting his firm erection that slid between my warm cheeks. He groaned at the contact, but kept on with his slow torture, hands crawling up my abdomen until he was softly plucking at each nipple. “I know what you want,” he rasped. “What you don’t want.”
“You don’t want to be someone’s muse,” Clay rasped. “You want to be someone’s undoing. And let me tell you, Kitten…” His voice rumbled against my ear before he sucked the lobe between his teeth. “You’re mine.”
He read my fucking books.
You are blessed, sister!
And I had absolutely zero doubts that was a promise he wouldn’t break.
Please don't be foreshadowing... :( Please book, don't hurt me like that!
She was hot on my heels. “What the fuck is your problem?” she demanded, catching me by the arm and turning me to face her. I could have easily shrugged her off if I wanted to, but maybe part of me was ready for the fight. “My problem?” I asked incredulously, and I didn’t care if half the guys left in the locker room had stopped celebrating now and were very tuned in to our conversation. I stepped into her, towering over her as she sank away. “I’m happy, Li.” I paused, letting those words sink in as I breathed over her. Her narrowed eyes softened, something like pain flashing in those blue
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Fuck yes,TELL HER, CLAY!!!
How she knew, I’d never understand. But even as I stared at her unwavering and told her we were finished, she somehow fought through her own pain to try to shake me awake, to try to make me put myself first.
Because you were crying like a baby, you fucking idiot. I know you need therapy and you're parents fucked you up (relatable), but damn, this is some heartbreaking shit.
God, I hope Giana's not pregnant.
But she is probably pregnant ...
Edit to add: YAY it didn't end in a surprise pregnancy!
