The Red Zone (The League, #2)

by Meg Reading

“You can continue making me the villain in your story all you want, but you’re done being the villain in mine.”

Eventually, I’d wear myself out from overthinking, allowing exhaustion to take over and carry me through the night.

“Forgive me, Donna. This is my friend April Showers.” The upturn of his lips pissed me off.

“You know my brain inside and out. In the span of a minute, you can make me feel a rainbow of emotions. You know exactly what makes me tick. You can read my facial expressions like you memorized them a thousand lifetimes ago. So, while you might not know my favorite color or how I take my coffee… you know me. Far better than I’d like to admit.”

“It’s brand new… I wouldn’t give you a jersey someone else has worn. You deserve better than that.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you. I never stop thinking about you. Even when we lived a thousand miles apart and I hadn’t seen you in seven years, you consumed my thoughts more than I’d like to admit. Don’t you get that?”

“For a long time, I hated that I wanted you. I hated that you drove me fucking

crazy, taking up space in my head at all hours of the day. I hated that when you joked about not sleeping in my bed tonight, the first thought I had was how awful my day would be tomorr...