The Third Baseman (The New York Lions #1)
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Stars. Even from this distance, I could make out dozens of stars running up and down his heavily muscled arms, all different sizes, before disappearing under the fabric. Stars in between – I squinted – were they planets? Words? Squiggles?
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It’s gonna be my number, Star. Five. I’m the fifth planet. And then he’d kissed me, and I forgot anything after that.
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Private: We’re back in the same city, Star. Hope you’ve had a great first day. X
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The Jupiter I’d known with his dimples, winks, and toothy grins was impossible to deny. The Jupiter with the tattoos and arrogance, all man and muscle, was becoming harder to ignore. A combination of the two was deadly. And it was anyone’s guess how much longer I’d be able to hold out.
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“Starlight, star bright, you were the first star I saw tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have this kiss with you tonight.” He smiled, nervously, “I changed the words a little.”
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It was official. I had a crush on the boy next door. And he’d just kissed me.
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continued with the interview. Using the tip of my bat I drew out the letter M. M for Marnie. I might not have known where she was for the past fourteen years, but writing her into the sand by the plate meant I had her with me.
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“I don’t give a fuck! The field is the only place I play fair. When it comes to you, all bets are off.”
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She was so beautiful. More than beautiful. She was a star-filled night beautiful.
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she had a fire inside her I seemed to unleash. Me, all me, and only me. And that was something that I loved.
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if I was the question, Marnie Matthews was my answer.
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For stargazing. And as you’re not inviting me over, here are the coordinates for my roof terrace the next time you want to see me and my body… all that. 40.7336° N, 74.0027° W
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I wanted his hands everywhere. I wanted to feel him everywhere.
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Jupiter Reeves had taken residence in my head – which turned to mush – and my heart – which flip-flopped – every time I saw him.
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“You know how people say stuff is written in the stars? Do you think we are?”
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“Written in the stars?”
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“Yeah,” he whispered as he dropped a kiss on my head. “That we belong to each other. I’m yours, and you’re mine.”
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“We’re not teenagers anymore, Marn. Spread your legs. I want to see what I’ve been missing.”
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“Tell me who your pussy belongs to. Who it’s always belonged to.” “You, Jupiter… always you.” “Mine is going to be the only name you ever scream again. Understand?”
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“I’ve been waiting to do that forever.” “What?” “Bring you coffee in bed again,”
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I feel like I’m falling so hard I didn’t even realize this kind of love existed. Like the whole world stops when we’re together.”
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she was the fluid that ignited me, she was the fuel that burned through my veins and scorched my blood.
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“Fourteen years, three months, and thirteen days, Marnie. That's how many days I've loved you, and you've been my first and last thought for every single fucking one. So I guess the question is whether you’re going to let me.”
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Jupiter Reeves, my boyfriend. Jupiter Reeves who belonged to me. Again. Finally.
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I wished for you forever. I knew that night I would fall in love with you, that we’d always be together.