Ashton Varnat
I looked up.
She was there, wearing my jersey.
My lips quietly stretched.
God, she looks amazing.
In red.
With my number.
I texted her.
Of course, I would.
I could see her smile at a distance.
Yeah, it had been hard to admit, but there was something here.
Something bigger than what I had anticipated.
In the past, the idea would have bothered me.
Today, it excites me.
After Jules and before Isla, I had checked out on the idea of a relationship.
I chuckled at my thoughts.
Isla came into my life like a hurricane.
She rejected me, and by doing so, she changed the game.
I didn’t think I had ever felt this way before.
It should have been terrifying.
The reality was, I had never felt more certain.
I was still not ready to call it love,
But w
