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“You love me, Giles?” His eyes slid to mine, dark and uncertain and so vulnerable it made my heart melt.“I love you so much it terrifies me.”“Good.” He leaned across and kissed me. “We can be terrified together.”Ten minutes later, Jason pulled up to his house, and cut the engine. “Nervous?” he asked, reaching over and tangling our hands together.“Nervous? What could I possibly have to be nervous about? I’ve been in your house more times than I can count. Hailee’s mom loves me.” It came out smug despite the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.“No one’s home, babe.” His smooth laughter filled the car.“Oh,” I stuttered, heat spreading through me. “Where are they all?”“Hailee’s with Cameron, and Denise and my dad are off doing whatever the fuck they like to do on an evening. The house is ours for at least the next four hours.”“Oh.” This time I gulped.“Hey,” Jason’s hands glided up my arm until he was brushing my neck. “You good?”“Yeah.” I blinked over at him. This was Jason. No
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“It’s very... you.”Prowling toward me, Jason took an ounce of air from the room with every step, until he was on me, the air gone and my lungs burning with need. “You are so fucking beautiful. I don’t deserve you.”I reached up and palmed his cheek, his scruff like sandpaper beneath my skin. “It isn’t for you to decide what you deserve.”“The things I want to do to you would definitely make me undeserving.”My lips parted on a soft ‘Oh’.“Last chance,” he warned, his eyes darkening to the color of his sheets.“I’m not running,” I said defiantly.“Good, because I’d chase you to the ends of the earth. You’re mine, Felicity. Every single piece of you.”JasonMy eyes traced over her face, taking in the flush of her cheeks; her slightly parted lips, soft and pink and utterly kissable.“Where to start?” I pressed my palm against Felicity’s breastbone, dragging it down her sweater until my fingers found the hem. Slowly, I tugged the material up her body, letting it bunch around her shoulder
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“Show me,” it came out breathy.I rocked forward again, my hand sliding up one of her legs, anchoring us closer, making it so much deeper. My other hand found her neck, my fingers splaying around her possessively as I pulled out before sinking into her heat again.My lips claimed Felicity’s again, my tongue loving her mouth, the way my body loved her. “I love you,” I whispered against her swollen lips, “I love you so fucking much.”“I love you too, Jason. I do.”My pace quickened, needing more. Needing everything she had to give. Our skin became damp, our kisses clumsy, all while Felicity met me thrust for thrust.My partner.My equal.The girl who taught me there was more to life than the game.Who taught me how to love.The girl I planned on keeping for as long as she would have me.The next morning rolled around too quickly. I’d dropped Felicity off at home last night and then gone home and drunk one too many whiskies. I was so fucking happy things between us were finally good, but
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“Does a bear shit in the woods?” A rare smirk lifted the corner of his mouth. “Now go, before I change my mind.”The locker room had cleared out by the time I was done. Only Asher remained, sitting on the bench near his locker cage. “Hey,” I said, dropping down beside him.“Hey,” he mumbled, kicking his sneakers against the floor.“Why, Ash?” I’d already asked him the question but that was before the sentence had been handed down.“Because this was always how it was supposed to be; you get the girl and the glory.”“Ash, come on…” I nudged his shoulder with mine.“It’s all good.” Raking a hand through his hair, he finally lifted his eyes to me, but his smile was distant. “It’s your dream, man, so make it count.”With a small nod, he got up and walked out of the locker room. Leaving me sitting there with nothing but my regrets.They said heavy was the head that wore the crown. Well my crown was coiled in guilt and shame, and it weighed a fucking ton.FelicityMy eyes flicked to the wall
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“I’m so sorry, Mom. This wasn’t how I wanted you to find out. I was trying to tell you over dinner, but the words just wouldn’t come out.”“I won’t deny it’s a lot to process. I had no idea you were even dating; you never said anything.” Hurt flashed in her eyes, making guilt snake around my heart.“I’m not dating, I mean, I wasn’t… Me and Jason just sort of happened.” My eyes lifted to his. “I didn’t plan for any of this.”“Well, if there’s one thing I know, it’s that you can’t help who you fall for. I mean, take me and your father for example.” She smiled wistfully. “I just thought you had more sense, sweetheart.”“Mom!” I scolded.“Forgive me, Jason, I didn’t mean to sound so insensitive. I’m sure you can understand I’m not bowled over at the idea of my daughter dating a football player, let alone Rixon’s star quarterback.”He stiffened beside me, squeezing my hand a little tighter. “We’re not dating, Mom,” I said. “I love him. I’m in love with him.”If she’d been surprised in the
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“Yes,” I breathed, desire humming through me.“Good.” Jason spun me so that my ass hit the edge of his car. “Now I’m going to make love to you on the hood of my car and then we can cuddle talk about the final thing on your list before we fall to sleep under the stars, sound good?”Looping my arms around his neck, I smiled. “It sounds perfect.”Four weeks laterFelicity“My god, I can’t watch,” I buried my face into Hailee’s arm as we watched from our preferential seats. Mya was with us, as well as Jason’s dad and Hailee’s mom, and Cameron’s parents. Asher was on the outs with his parents since the suspension, so they hadn’t made the trip.A collective ‘oooh’ roared through the crowd as the Bulldog’s defensive end took down Cam for the third time.“Is it always this tense?” Mya asked, to which me and Hailee both answered, “No.”“Sorry I asked.” She held up her hands, grabbing another hand of popcorn.“Seriously?” I gawked at her.“What,” she shrugged, “I’m hungry.”I couldn’t eat. I wa
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College.Football.A fresh start with Felicity.It couldn’t come soon enough. But first, we had a game to win.Felicity“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked no one in particular as I stared up at the neon sign reading Ink City, nervous energy vibrating through me.“He’ll love it,” Mya whispered in my ear as the guys jostled one another, the effects of our few celebration drinks showing. “Besides, it’s the last item on your list, you can’t back out now.”I nodded slowly, watching the guys. They were buzzed, we all were. Still riding the high of the win. The Raiders had done it, in the last minute of play. Cam getting the final touchdown.“My parents will—”“Never find out about it. Stick to the plan.”“The plan, right.” I took a deep breath. Hailee caught my eye and frowned.“What are you two up to?”Ignoring her, I moved to the front of our group and grabbed the door handle. “Are you guys doing this or not?”“Fuck, I love it when she takes charge,” Jason smirked, and I rolled m
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“Stupid girl,” I muttered to myself as I flushed the toilet and left the stall to wash my hands. The music pulsed through the walls, mimicking the thud of my heart against my ribcage.He’s doing it to get under your skin. Ignore him and he’ll stop.Easier said than done.Jason ‘asshole’ Ford was the bane of my existence. Arrogant. Conceited. A total manwhore.And the guy my heart had apparently decided it wanted.Stupid, stupid heart.Pressing my hands against the cool marble counter, I stared at myself in the wall-length mirror. I looked good. My hair was curled to perfection, hanging in long loose waves down my back; my makeup was smoky and seductive; and the black dress clung to my curves like a second skin.I didn’t only look good.I looked downright hot.“Get it together, Giles,” I commanded to the girl staring back at me in the mirror. “He only has power over you if you let him.”And right now, the asshole was out there all over another girl.A girl who wasn’t me.The knot in my
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