The team´s quarterback.
The man girls drool over.
And the one texting her good night.
God. She has turned a lion into a kitten.
Maybe Daniel and Killian are right… I am gone.
Without even knowing, I bought a one-way ticket, and I have never been happier.
I picked up my phone and texted her.
I told her I missed her, in a corny way. I told her that being away from her made me feel as if my heart had been ripped off.
It was a deep confession.
It was not a simple “I miss you.”
It was surrender.
One moment,
Two.
Then, she texted back. “I feel the same…”
The curve of my lips could be seen miles away. I was sure I looked like a fool.
I wanted to see her tomorrow.
The next game will be an away game.
Monty, my backup quarterback, will play the game. He is good, but l
