Until Friday Night

Boys don’t always make the right decisions. It takes years before they become men and wise up.

Now, could you maybe get some clothes on? That’s uh . . . distracting.” “You do know you came into my room uninvited, right? If I had known you were coming, I’d have been dressed.” He smirked. “I texted you.” “I was in the shower.” “Minor detail.

Keeping quiet is how I survived.

In life, we often have to make decisions that aren't easy. But it doesn't mean they aren't right.

Pain comes to all of us some time or another. Its how we learn to cope with it that determine our future.

Just my jersey Maggie. No one else's. Ever. I don't want anyone's jersey touching you but mine. Keep this one. Wear it all the damn time you want, but don't ever put Brady's on again. My girl. My fucking jersey.

Maggie's shoulder shook with silent laughter, and she laid her head on my shoulder as she watched them. And I watched her.

I had always been told my future was on the field and I could be somebody great. I had wanted that. Until I found somebody who needed me. And I realized the only person I wanted to be great for was her.

He fucks me. He doesn’t want you. Back off.

She had become my lifeline. I wanted to be hers. I wanted her to feel this way about me, too.

fate steps in and fixes things. You just have to trust it.

It ended as suddenly as it had begun. He didn’t say a word when he backed away from me. He didn’t look at me. Instead he’d turned and stalked over to his truck and left. I had no idea who he was. All I knew was that he was beautiful and haunted and he’d given me a first kiss to remember.

This wasn’t what I’d intended to happen in the beginning. I had imagined finding a way for me to heal too while I helped him. It was a way for me to find peace. But we had become something more. Something I never imagined. Falling in love with West Ashby had not been part of my plan.

Maggie made me feel stronger. She reminded me that I wasn’t alone in this world. That others had gone through this too. That I could be what my momma needed me to be... what my dad needed me to be.