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Bahahaha!

I roll my eyes as I imagine them snickering behind their screens.

Me:

Fuck off.

Jace:

Dude, just talk to her, man. You probably just got jealous when you saw the pic, but chances are it’s nothing. If there’s one thing I learned in the last fewmonths, it’s not to jump to conclusions. Talk it out. Be honest with each other.

Graham:

Wow. Look who’s all growed up.

Atlas:

Jace Taggart giving relationship advice. Never thought I’d see the fucking day.

Chris:

You know, I’m the real expert. He got all his relationship advice from me.

Jace:

Here we fucking go again.

I lift my head from my phone and click it off because they’re right. I need to talk to her. Come right out and ask her.

Even if Sophie’s father is the one thing I promised never to talk about, the one thing she said is off-limits.

Chapter 38

LANE

Though Tuesday got offto a rough start, the next couple of days fly by despite barely having any time to see Teagan. So I’m particularly thrilled when he enters the basement of Wyndham Hall where I’ve begun working on the team’s practice gear.

After the perfect night we spent together, I’ve been dying to see him again, and the few stolen moments we’ve had between classes aren’t enough. With only a month left in the semester, schoolwork is ramping up and deadlines are approaching, which means he’s taking advantage of any spare time he has to catch up with assignments while my nights have been busy picking out renovation materials for the lake house.

Everything in my life seems to be coming together, and I can’t help but step back in the rare quiet moments and look at my life in awe. It’s like all at once, my dreams have been answered. Dreams I didn’t dare to wish for, like falling in love.

Scratch that.

Because I’ve already fallen.

I am completely and hopelessly in love with him, and he loves me.

I hadn’t planned on telling him so soon but I couldn’t help myself, and my heart squeezes every time I think about hearing him say those words.

“Hey, stranger.” I turn to him with a smile and sigh as he pulls me close, then cups my face in his hands and leans into me, thighs touching, heart pounding in tune with mine. He brushes a soft kiss against my mouth. That’s one of the things I love about Teagan; he kisses with his whole body, not just his lips.

Butterflies awaken, floating through my chest even as he takes a step back and says “hey” in a tone that soundsoff.

“Big game this weekend,” I say, wondering if that’s what’s weighing on his mind.

Teagan exhales, releasing a fraction of the tension I see in his face. “Yeah. Florida State. It’s gonna be a tough one.”

“You’ll win. I know it.”