บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

her smile grows but its tired worn down at the edges. “I just hate seeing you like this.” She studies my face with quiet intensity. “Every time someone posts something new, you tense up like you’re waiting for another hit.”“Kind of am,” I mutter.She nudges my knee lightly. “Then let’s do something

“It slipped.”“You didn’t even move your hands.”“I panicked.”he shakes his head laughing as he goes to retrieve the ball. “Hopeless.” “ i would like a second opinion.”“No you don’t.”We move into sprints next. Short distances. He claims they’re simple. They are not simple. My lungs don’t understa

Taylor POVThe second Kiera opens the door to her apartment i know i shouldnt have come here,.not because she isnt the safest person i know. Not because she isn’t going to listen. but because she is going to listen and then scream loud enough to break glass.,her apartment smells like vanilla candle

“What?” she demands, stepping closer. The harsh edge in her voice cracks under the weight of curiosity. “Knew what?”I sigh like someone forced to betray a secret. “Taylor wasn’t exactly thinking about you that day.”Her eyes sharpen. “Dylan, what are you trying to say?”I meet her gaze, steady, gen

but instead of an argument waiting for me i find Taylor sitting cross legged on the couch.there a basket of warm laundry beside her and she is humming along to some soft acoustic song playing from her phone.her hair falls over one shoulder.She looks so calm it makes something inside me crack open.