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Consolation Prize 22. Julianna
Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is miserable. —UnknownMy hands shook as I conditioned my hair and tied it up, and they continued to shake as I cleaned my face and changed into the sexiest pair of pajamas I owned.Why were they shaking? I wasn’t sure. I mean, this wasn’t the first time I thought I was in love with a guy. I’d been positive Shaun had been the one, but look how that had ended. He’d been a slime ball. So honestly, I shouldn’t trust my emotions at all.Things with Colton felt so different, though. I’d wanted to fall for Shaun; I’d fought it the entire time with Colton. Opening my heart to him seemed scary and bold and dangerous. I knew he could hurt me like no one else because I’d given him more weapons to do so…I’d freaking confided things to him. And if he wasn’t the one to hurt me, what would everyone else think about us being together? What if their scorn broke me?Maybe Theo had been right. They were
Consolation Prize 23. Julianna
By the way, I’m wearing the smile you gave me. —UnknownI woke the next morning to Colton kissing his way up my shoulder.Mumbling incoherently over the fact I was now awake and didn’t yet want to be, I rolled toward him and reached blindly until I found his chest, which was covered by the cotton material of his shirt.Yes, that made waking up better. Except, wait.My eyes came open. He hadn’t worn a shirt to bed.Finding him fully dressed, I immediately pouted. “You have clothes on.”“I know, I know.” He expelled a dramatic sigh. “You want some really fun morning nookie, I get that. I mean, hello.” He waved a hand over his chest. “Why wouldn’t you? But I’m sorry, baby doll. I’m already running late. I need to get home and shower and change. My first class starts in half an hour.”He pressed his lips to the base of my neck, kissing me noisily before he pulled away to hop off my bed. “When’s your next night off?” he asked as he tugged on his shoes.I groaned because I had a pret
Consolation Prize 24. Julianna
It’s not about about the sex. Sometimes the best type of intimacy is where you just lay back, laugh together at the stupidest things, hold each other, and enjoy each other’s company. —UnknownI was curled up on my couch on Thursday evening, home alone because my roommates were once again away with their boyfriends, and unable to do much past hold a warm cup of hot tea between my hands and stare at the clock ticking at a sloth’s pace over the quiet television when a knock came at my door.My pulse raced. Was it Colton? I hadn’t been sure if he’d show up. We’d made plans for tonight and he’d never canceled, but we hadn’t talked since Tuesday either. And after he’d strode off in his jealous huff, I had no idea where that left us, if his fine was really fine or not.If only I weren’t so freaking stubborn and hard-headed, I could’ve pushed until everything felt fine to me, and then I’d know exactly what was going on in his head right now. I wouldn’t be so self-conscious and confused and
Consolation Prize 25. Colton
They told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But every time she laughs, I’m the one who falls in love. —Unknown“Let’s go out,” I suggested the next night as I patted Julianna’s thigh in encouragement.It was night two of Aunt Flow’s visit and since there was no action going to go on in the apartment—except for that one little blow job I’d begged from her about two seconds after I’d arrived, but that had been nearly two hours ago—I was getting cabin fever.Even Juli’s roommates were gone. She told me they often disappeared whenever she had her period because it made her so cantankerous, though I’d yet to see her even mildly moody.Glancing up from the really boring show on the television we’d been watching about how cement was made, she blinked at me from big brown eyes.“And do what?”I shrugged. “I don’t know. Let’s get something to eat.” We hadn’t had supper, and I was always ready to eat.She blinked as if startled. “You want to go out to dinner with
Consolation Prize 26. Julianna
Most of us don’t need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with. —Robert BraultFriendship is a like a rainbow between two hearts. —Unknown“I think I’m done with this pansy-maker,” Colton announced, pulling the ice pack away from his eye. The paramedics had given it to us when they’d first arrived and checked him out. It was beginning to drip with condensation as he held it out away from him.“I’ll go return it to them,” I offered, taking it from his hand.“Thanks, baby doll.” He kissed me in gratitude.Red and blue lights flashed over me as I approached the ambulance where they’d just restrained the drunk who’d fought with Colton enough to successfully get him inside. I could see two paramedics in the vehicle with him as they wrapped his arm with a temporary sling, while a third stood just outside the opened doors, talking to a pair of cops.One of the officers noticed me and nodded respectfully. “We’ll take him to jail once they get him checked out at the ho
Consolation Prize 27. Julianna
I knew I loved you when suddenly “home” went from a place to a person. —UnknownThe next day was a Saturday, no college classes, so I didn’t have to worry about how I was going to act around Colton in philosophy. I’d never told a guy I loved him over the phone before. Actually, the only other person I’d said it to had been Shaun, and he’d proposed directly after that and we’d spent the rest of the day in bed together.I shuddered with revulsion, just thinking about him and that day, while a nasty taste filled my tongue. Remembering other guys felt wrong now. I kind of wished everything had started with Colton because he was the only thing that felt right.And yet I was sitting here stressing about how I was going to behave around him the next time I saw him.We both knew we loved each other now.What would I say to him about it? Just blurt it out again first thing? What if he retracted his part of it because he really had gotten a concussion the night before, and he’d been delirio
Consolation Prize 28. Colton
I love my eyes when you look into them. I love my name when you say it. I love my heart when you touch it. I love my life when you are in it. —UnknownThe ringing of a cell phone on the nightstand about a foot from my head woke me from a pleasant dream. Needing to shut it up as soon as possible, I blindly swiped out my hand and captured the bleating device. Somehow I was able to slide my thumb across the front and answer it without cracking open a single eye.“’Lo,” I croaked.A beat of silence followed before a hesitant voice asked, “Colton?”Brandt.“Yeah. What d’you want?” I mumbled, yawning as I tried to get my brain to function.“I, uh.” He emitted an uneasy laugh that had me finally opening my eyes. Then he said, “Nothing. I mean, I wasn’t trying to call you. Sorry, I must’ve misdialed.”With a grateful groan, I slurred, “Good.” Now I didn’t have to think and come up with a rational response to whatever he wanted. “I’m going back to bed.”Clicking off the call, I started
Consolation Prize 29. Colton
Family: like branches on a tree, we all grow in different directions, yet our roots remain as one. —UnknownBrandt dropped his hand where he’d had it raised to knock. His gaze settled on me before he said, “I knew I hadn’t called the wrong number.”I shrugged. “You know, you could’ve just checked the call history on your phone instead of coming all the way over here to figure that out, right?”He narrowed his eyes at my smart-ass reply. “What the fuck are you doing here, Colton?” Then he dropped his gaze to where my hand was linked with Julianna’s, and his eyes bulged with disbelief.She tightened her grip on me. I wasn’t sure if she was nervous or trying to be supportive. But I did know she wasn’t ashamed of being caught by him with me, which was all I needed to know.So I blinked at my brother and shot back just as accusingly, “What the fuck are you doing here? You’re the married one of us two.”He shot me a grow-up look and muttered, “I’m trying to figure out why you were answ
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