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When did I say that? I’m a romance reader. I have a thing for assholes.
preach indy
“Two of the biggest names in the NHL make almost twenty-four million dollars a year combined. Ryan Shay makes double that. Hell, he’s got shoe deals and endorsements that are probably worth more than that.”
Ho ho ho
It’s decided. I’m going to bring some color into Ryan Shay’s life if it’s the last thing I do.
“Stop looking at her,” I warn. “Go hit the showers or get to the airport or just about anything other than look at her. She’s not available.” “So, you are hitting that.” Dom nods in approval. “No, I’m not hitting that. And neither are any of you. Stop looking at her or she’ll be the last thing you ever fucking see.” “Ooooh. Protective Shay is here, and his sister is nowhere to be found. Someone write this date down. History is being made, people. Ryan Shay gives a fuck about someone other than Stevie and something other than basketball.”
“Do you want me to get on my knees and beg or something?” “Now that you say it.” She cocks her head to the side, eyes roaming my length. “I wouldn’t mind knowing what you look like on your knees, Shay.”
What god-awful reason should Investing 101 be sandwiched between two books with shirtless men on the covers? Because they’re all orange?
What she’s going through resonates with me, and if Indy having some flowers in my apartment will make her happy, well then, I guess I’m growing a green fucking thumb.
Fuck, she’s pretty.
“Do you know how to growl?” “What?” “Yeah, I don’t really know what that’s supposed to sound like, but every one of my book boyfriends is big into growling. Oh! And can you darken your eyes?”
“But if you ever want to learn how to make a woman come three times in one chapter, I’ve got you covered.”
i think he’s got it, indy
Because with how perfect she looks tonight, no one is going to believe she’s mine.
“I don’t give a fuck where we are. You could cry all you want at this fundraiser. You could scream, laugh, throw a temper tantrum in front of these people for all I care. I don’t give a fuck, but you’re not crying over him, here or anywhere else.”
This isn’t one of my romance books. This isn’t a fairy tale.
you're NOT gonna believe this
I want her here. I want her to want to be here.
“Ryan Taylor Shay.” Zanders gets on one knee in front of me. “Will you be my brother-in-law?”
hahahaha
“Ryan, my guy, you’re so completely fucked, and you can’t even see it.”
Can you please come home?
God, she’s fucking adorable and that pisses me off.
This is my version of her. The one where she’s comfortable and casual at home and I don’t want to share her.
“I was thinking about you the whole game.”
The way I see her.
Indy is not the type of woman you can simply flush from your system after a single night. She’s the kind to seep into your veins and rewire your brain, making you do and say things you swore you never would. Whether she believes it or not, Indigo Ivers is the type of woman you keep forever,
Daily update—I just want you to know, I saw the outline of your brother’s dick and I very much want to have sex with him. But I’m not going to. Aren’t I such a good friend?
i love her omg
“Don’t make those little noises while you’re sitting on my lap.” He grabs my thigh, his lips dangerously close to mine while he speaks. “Otherwise, you’re not going to be able to get up for a while.”
I honestly couldn’t care less what’s up north. If she saw how stunning she looked with a light layer of moisture coating her body or the slight flush to her cheeks from her warm shower, she would understand my disinterest in looking away.
“You’re chaotic as fuck, Blue, but you bring me more peace than anyone else.”
Fuck me, I want her, and even though she’s made it clear she’s got nothing left to give, I find myself desperate to take even the scraps if they’re offered.
“Trying to distract me tonight? With those heels and those lips? Because you look fucking stunning.”
“Get your fucking hands off her.” Ryan shoves Connor. “Fuck you! You could've hurt her.”
Is it too soon to tell him I love him? Because I think I might love him in this moment.
too soon to tell you i love you!!!!
My sorry attempts to find any excuse to text Indy are getting more obvious. Sending her pictures of my lonely breakfasts without her, asking her the name of certain flowers I stumble upon, or just texting her to complain about how she’s not very good at cleaning up after herself,
It’s impractical, constantly spending money on flowers that will die shortly after bringing them home, but every cent is worth it when I get to watch that beaming smile bloom when she sees them.
The girl deserves to be spoiled, and I want to be the one doing the spoiling.
but if he so much as laid a fucking finger on her without her consent, my sister may as well start driving back to Chicago so she can bail me out of jail tonight.
Ryan Shay is celibate. What did we, as the female population, do to deserve this?
I never thought my recluse roommate would become the person I most look forward to seeing, but here we are.
And here, in this crowded bar, I’m lonelier than ever because he’s at home and I miss him.
“Get your fucking hands off her.”
“Trust me, she was never yours.”
I’ll make sure she comes so many times she won’t be able to see straight as long as I’m the only one with the privilege.
“There’s my girl.”
I know flirting with my sister’s best friend is very much blurring the lines of my fake relationship, but I can’t exactly help it with Ind.
you made her come on your leg bro
For someone who always has something to say, I like making you speechless. Her response is almost instantaneous. I can think of another way you can make me speechless.
“Since your teammates and GM aren’t here, I guess we don’t have to pretend we’re together tonight.” Ryan hangs both our coats with the rest of the guests’. “I guess we don’t.” Neither of us hold much conviction in our tones. “But,” I begin, and Ryan’s eyes dart to mine, a bit of hope flickering through them. “It could be good practice.” “Right, and the wedding is coming up.” “Right,” I quickly agree. “So, we should pretend tonight? For practice.”
they're so pathetic i love it
“Oh God, no.” I brush him off. “This has nothing to do with me. I could not be happier for you two. I promise. I’m good.”
I love that
“You’re stunning, Ind. In case I haven’t mentioned it in the last five minutes.”
“Good God.” I throw my head back. “Book boyfriend material.” “I have no idea what that means.” “Just agree with me.”
i love her sm help
“Do you have any pickup lines?” I quietly ask Ryan for no one else to hear. He shakes his head. “Nah. I’d rather pin you down than pick you up.”
That control I’m so good at? Yeah, it’s about to fly out of the fucking window.
“Jesus, Ind,” I choke out in admiration. “How are you real? You’re fucking stunning.”
