My Freshman Mate Quotes

“Is that what you want, Braiden? To not be mine anymore?" "No!" The word rips from my throat, a raw, desperate denial. "God, no! I just want to fix this!" "Then fix it with me," he says, his voice dropping, pleading. "Not by running away from me.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“Then, a thought crystallizes in the chaos. A cold, hard, logical solution. I’m the problem. I’m the variable that threw the whole equation off. If I remove myself, the system can reset. If I’m gone, this all becomes a simple alpha territory contest. Wes can say it was a misunderstanding, that he overreacted. With no omega to fight over, the whole thing loses its meaning. The board might still punish him, but maybe not as badly. Maybe they’ll see it as just a rivalry boiling over. It’s the only way. It has to be.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“I always knew I was wired the same way. Made me hope I'd find the same thing someday. Made me afraid I never would." I cup his face in my hand, my thumb brushing his cheekbone. "And then there you were, with your color-coded planner and your big scared eyes, and it was like… finally." "Finally," he echoes softly, his voice thick. "The NFL scouts, the trophies, the championship games—it was all just noise. Static." I press my forehead against his again, needing the contact, needing the solid, real pressure of him against me. "You walked into me, and it all went silent. You're the song.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“Morning," he whispers, his voice small but steady. "Okay, so… this is real. Yesterday wasn't some kind of, like, stress-induced hallucination, right?" I smile against his neck. "The most real thing in my life," I tell him, my thumb stroking his jaw. "You feel it, don't you? How you fit right here against me? Like you were carved from my own damn rib.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“We lie in silence for a while, our breathing syncing, our heartbeats finding the same rhythm. Wes's hand strokes lazily up and down my side, a soothing, possessive touch that makes me feel both cherished and owned. "You're mine now," he murmurs against my skin, his voice a low, satisfied rumble. "Forever. The only plan that matters.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“I've been waiting for you my whole fucking life," I growl against his skin, the words a vow ripped from my very core, a promise sealed in this moment. "And I'm not waiting another second.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate

“You smell like mine," I growl, the words ripped from somewhere deep and instinctual, a place that doesn't use manners. His eyes widen. His breath quickens, and I can hear the frantic, uneven beat of his heart. I want to press my palm flat against his chest to feel it. My voice drops to a low command that leaves no room for argument. "Forget the tour. You're with me now.”
― Lexie Slater, My Freshman Mate