“I spent an entire year trying to stay away from her”
“…reject things purposely because they weren’t football related…Anything and everything that could potentially keep me from my goals…”
“Rory is not the goal. She only complicates it.”
“I’m not messing with you, Rory. I don’t have the time or the energy or the desire to lead someone on simply because I think I can. I flirt with you because I like the way you react to it. I insisted on being on your project because the thought of any of my other teammates getting to work with you so closely drove me absolutely fucking nuts. And I asked you to dinner because even though I don’t want to want you, I do…”
“…I remind myself of all the reasons I stayed away from her in the first place, but it all seems juvenile and unnecessary now.
Is she a distraction? Abso-fucking-lutely. But not in the way I expected her to be. In fact, I played maybe my best game ever on Saturday…”
“So are you two like a thing?” Jen puffs out her chest, like this will somehow get Archer’s attention. I have to stifle a laugh when he barely even glances at her.
“We are, actually.” Archer holds up our joined hands as if that puts the question to bed.”
“He smiles wider. “…Look, we don’t have to put some label on it, but let’s agree that until we decide otherwise, you are not to see anyone else and I won’t either…”
“Then, hours after waking up with her in my bed, I had another girl in my arms.”
“You guys act like she was my girlfriend and I cheated on her or something. We weren’t together.” It’s a lie. I know it and they know it….Even if we weren’t official, I stood outside of that party with Rory and agreed not to see anyone else while we were figuring things out.”
“I panicked,” I admit, my voice rising. “I panicked and I’m sorry.”
“You panicked?” She snorts without humor. “You panicked to the point that you found a woman, brought her to a place you knew I’d be, and then proceeded to make out with her right in front of me. And you expect me to believe this bullshit?…”
I didn’t realize how ridiculous it actually was until hearing her repeat it back to me just now. ”
“Do you want to know the reason I panicked? The reason I went to such ridiculous lengths to push you away?” My hands are on her face now, forcing her to look at me. “Because I realized that I’m in love with you. I’ve never felt this way before and it scares the shit out of me, but there it is. I love you, Rory. I’m in love with you.”
She’s a sceptic from the start. Literally judges him without reason throughout the book. That, and reaching their goals, are the basis of almost every conversation they have.
“I have had one goal from that day on, get my degree and graduate with an internship…Not a chance in hell am I going to let anything get in my way now, especially not some sleazy college boy who only wants what’s beneath my clothes.”
Eventually she caves.
Then:
…I [heroine] watch in horror at the scene that seems to unfold in front of me in slow motion.
Archer touches the side of her face.
Seconds later, his hand slides around her back, pulling her closer.
And then, just moments before his lips touch hers, he looks up and meets my gaze, like he wants to make sure I’m watching before he runs my heart straight through a fucking meat grinder.”
“Archer had his tongue down another girl’s throat two hours after I left his bed…”
“I’m sorry,” I repeat.
“And what exactly are you sorry for, Archer?” She grimaces like it physically pains her to say my name. “For leading me on? For playing me? For using me for some sick game? Or for making me watch you stick your tongue down another girl’s throat because you were too pussy to end it like a man?”
“…If he’s telling the truth and his actions were solely driven by panic, how long until he pulls a stunt like that again? How long until he breaks my heart a second time?”
“Maybe the reason I so easily believed that he would hurt me that way is because I wanted him to. It was clear he was putting on a show that he wanted me to see. And instead of insisting he tell me the truth, I forced myself to believe that he really was that horrible of a person and that he duped me.”
Six months later they’re engaged. She has her internship.
He gets drafted.
I might’ve blinked away a few tears.
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