Play With Me (Playing for Keeps, #2)

by Becka Mack

“I just wanna love you out loud. Why won’t you let me love you out loud?”

Needing to guess what’s going through someone’s mind is exhausting.

I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to the shy bits of her that peek out here and there, but I’m learning that I like them just as much as her loud, confident bits. Whether she roars or whispers, she’s still beautiful, strong, and uniquely perfect to me.

Being with you is like watching my favorite TV show. I’m always on the edge of my seat, waiting to see what comes next.”

She snuggles into me, her head on my shoulder. “You know, I’m not sure we ever really fell in love. I think we built it from the ground up. We made each other a priority, made our friendship a safe place to be together and learn together. We wanted honesty and trust, and we worked every day to get it. We planted the seeds, and when I bloomed, it was because you took my hand and made sure all of me got space to shine, even the parts I was content to leave inside the shadows.”