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342 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 20, 2025
“Will it make you feel better, baby? If it made you smile, I’m pretty sure I’d do any fucking thing you asked.”
“Please,” she whispered.
My forehead fell against hers again. “Anything,” I told her. With every molecule in my worthless body, I meant it. I’d give her anything I was capable of giving. All she had to do was ask.
“A hundred years. I could kiss this woman for a hundred years, and it wouldn’t be enough. A million days, a billion hours. Nothing short of forever felt like enough,”
”that’s what it was about. It wasn’t just saying we loved each other—it was showing it. Choosing each other, through all the hard.”
Audio book source: Audible
Story Rating: 4 stars
Narrators: Aiden Snow & Samantha Brentmoor
Narration Rating: 4 stars
Genre: Romance
Length:10h 23m
Audiobook source: Audible
Narrator: Aiden Snow & Samantha Brentmoor
Length: 10h 23m
“But they didn’t kick you out?”
“Because of Barrett.”
“Ah.”
I smiled a grim smile. “He went to the disciplinary board and convinced them to let me stay. Vouched for me, as his brother. Said the team needed me if we wanted to win, and he’d personally make sure I didn’t screw up any more if they gave me one more chance.”
She hummed in understanding. “And they listened to him?”
“Yeah. All he said when he came to my apartment to tell me he’d done that was, ‘Why do you think I have to work so hard? So I’m the one they’ll take seriously when shit like this happens. And as long as you’re around, it will keep happening.’”
“Oh, Griffin,” she sighed. “He never even gave you a chance to change, did he?”
“I wasn’t particularly gracious as a loser”
“My brother is obnoxious when he wins, because he always prepares as if there’s no other possible outcome,” I said, only the slightest tinge of bitterness coloring my tone. “And hopefully, he’ll be a very ungracious loser in his new divisional team, whoever he goes up against. I can’t wait to see it.”
“You two certainly generate enough headlines to keep us busy all year round, don’t you?”
“You asking him about me too?”
“You know I can’t kiss and tell, Griffin.”
I leaned in, holding her relentless eye contact. “Kissing my brother would be like sucking face with a dead body. He has no sense of humor.”
“The article ran, front and fucking center in the biggest sports publication in the world. Sound bites from that tiny mic sitting right in the middle of the table were blasted everywhere. My uptight, type-A, militantly disciplined brother came out smelling like fucking roses, and I was the single playboy asshole who couldn’t keep his mouth shut.”