ta
my cherry
kin. Upperclass swagger. He is built like a Greek god and equ
saved my ass yesterday. I was so drunk when he found
er he scored, and each smile
his name
soar to the t
unts something in his sleep. One thick, muscular arm
t fall for a guy this fast, even if he
n. I'm not a popular girl, and Noah is every girl's dream
e kisses my cheek. "Hey, we said no st
ex could unwind me? I don't ever wa
ed my mind, Natalie... You fit perf
a laugh at my attempts and opens his eyes. They are dr
h breaks the rest of my resista
es like
g down from my shoulders, learning every curve of my body. They
on after many hours spent at the gym and on the football field. He is cut like a d
oah smirks against my lips and leans back t
irls?" I
l. It's amused and cocky as hell; clear
e an arm
t him. "I
ms are the bee's knees, so damn round and juicy. I can't he
rips my waist, sliding its way down to my thighs. That's when
wants with me, but my phone alarm
floor. Noah stares at me like I've grown two heads, but
ed, laughing at m
slipping into my hoodie. "And
portant
Noah tries to use his charm and sex appeal aga
! And put some clothes on, wi
haking his head. "Yo
gaze. "Som
h flip like a pancake. It can't be a goo
o be a one-night stand, I really like you. And I seldom like th
r, cursing the brown strands caught in the
ect grades, smart, reserved, and she seldom smiles. Everyone thinks s
I do not have a
t football player's body. His finger grips my lace bands, and he leans
chest, but he doesn't move. He lifts an amused eyebrow,
h says, reaching out a hand to curl my h
to bite back a
eases in the sa
lust skyrockets at the idea, but I shove it out through my head, forcing the wor
and pouts a
. "Goo
l possesses me-I use the brush in my hand to smack his ass. He whip
ve worked as a disadvantage. I'm
over his lips. "Bu
up. "S
most sad about him leaving. There are so many butterflies in m
an't think ab
'm supposed to eat with my dad. He will introduce me
*
d the f
uted city air. People surround me, and I pull my
I'm wearing a pink leather jacket combined with tight jeans; I
t take long before I'm at the restaurant. My eyes catch my da
ad
ug him while he remains seated in his chai
rom him and reach out my hand to shake m
as if remembering something. "I actually have a son about your age. He went to th
o
ng walks out of the restaurant. His eyes widen slightly, and then his lips curl.
own with eyes that tell me this isn't a
ad's daughter? His lips are caught in an amused smi