Logan pov
Practice was the same as usual running drills, getting yelled at by Coach, and trying not to die under the sun. But my head wasn’t in the game. no matter how hard I tried to concentrate on the practice I couldn't. my mind was not here at all.
It was on her.
Ava.
Ava Sinclair
I hadn’t expected to actually enjoy spending time with her. The tutoring bullshit that was me I begged professor to get Ava to tutor me history because I didn't know s**t about history,but the truth is I know history it's just it's not my favorite subject.
She was just supposed to be some nerdy tutor, a means to an end. But now? Now, she was staying at my place, sitting with my friends, getting under my damn skin. and me ? I was enjoying all of that, probably more than I could admit.
The accidental kis
