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Eden Finley

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    “You have a crush. On me.” The arrogance all hockey players possess shines through.

    “You’re too old for anyone to have a crush on.”

    “Just because my joints think I’m an old man doesn’t mean I’m not irresistible. I can still pull a guy in his early twenties. That makes me super-hot.”
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    A hot, miserable asshole with his muscles, tanned skin, and tattoo sleeve. Don’t even get me started on the beard he’s growing out. But all of that aside, he’s still miserable.
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    “Are you a virgin?” I ask, my voice gruff.

    “No.” He averts his gaze. Matt’s so a virgin. “I’ve done plenty of … stuff. It counts.”

    “No, it doesn’t. Have you ever had anal? Given or received.”

    “That’s not the defining criteria for sex, you know.”

    “That doesn’t answer my question.”

    “What’s it to you?” he snaps.
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    Damon smiles.

    “What?” I ask.

    “You like him.”

    “He’s a cranky asshole.”

    “You really like him.”
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    “Babe, seriously. It’ll be fine.” We both pause at the slip of his tongue, but he recovers faster than I do. “Don’t worry, I call all my hookups babe. It doesn’t mean anything.”

    Oh. “Is that because you don’t remember their names?”

    “Not at all, Mike.”

    “Funny.”
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    He said he only needed a minute to recover, and then I said it: stay.

    I asked him to stay with me.

    If I didn’t know it already, I definitely do now. I’m so screwed.
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    He said he only needed a minute to recover, and then I said it: stay.

    I asked him to stay with me.

    If I didn’t know it already, I definitely do now. I’m so screwed.
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    “Fuck you very much. Twenty-six is not old, and I’m not trying to fuck you. I’m in love with your brother, jackass.” My eyes widen. “Don’t tell him I said that.” Why did I say that?

    That wasn’t supposed to come out of my mouth. It’s not even supposed to be a thought in my head.

    I try to convince myself it’s part of the act. Yup. That’s all it is.

    Part. Of. The. Act.
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    Realization cuts through my gut, and I want to vomit. “You’re moving to Chicago.”

    His nod is subtle, but the slight movement is still enough to rip a hole in my fucking chest.

    I force a small smile. “I think I’m supposed to say congratulations or whatever.”

    “Unless …” He looks away. “Unless there’s a reason for me to stay here.” His voice goes up at the end, almost as if it’s a question, but at the same time it sounds like a statement.

    Now’s the time to lay it out there. I want him to pick me. Love me. Make me his life instead of football. Then I recoil at the notion. I have no right asking anyone to choose me, even if I desperately want them to.
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    “We have until you go. And then public appearances. We won’t be together, but I want to keep seeing you.”

    “Like a fuck buddy situation?”

    God, I want to hold onto anything he’s willing to give me, but I don’t think my heart could take it. “Like a we’re always going to be friends type situation.”

    “Friends.” He practically gags on the word, and I don’t blame him.
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