Aiden was attractive, obviously, but when he smiled, there was nothing to prepare you for that weapon of mass destruction.
Zac Travis hugged me and said, “I sure did miss you, Little Texas.” Something in me unraveled at the name he hadn’t used in so long. In so, so long. With my cheek against his chest, I told him the truth. “I really missed you too, Big Texas.”
“Wait.” Eilean stopped working. “You’re not going to hit on him, are you?”“I mean, yeah,” Riley said, “but, like, respectfully.”
“Together,” she said, and took his outstretched hand. And somewhere far and deep inside of her, an ember began to glow.
Birds circled above, keeping well away from the white-tailed hawk that had been perched atop a nearby chimney all morning, waiting to snatch up its next meal.
We'd done it. We'd won our first preseason game, and I was pretty sure Garrett was flying. Damn, did I like to see him soar.
My grandfather was right: I needed to give people the same courtesy I gave books—at least fifty pages before I made a decision.
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