Status Updates From If Only You Knew (Oakwood B...

“We’ve traveled the world, built a thriving business together. We’ve fought and we’ve loved, made a home and a family. New lines mark our skin, a few gray strands streak through our hair.
And yet, every day since feels the same as it did when we took that picture. Same as it always has with Summer.
I’m still just a kid with my whole life ahead of me. And my entire world lying right beside me.”
Holy fah

You are what I want. You are where I belong. I’ll keep crawling back to you, no matter where you go”

Oh wow

“You cut me off earlier this summer. I came crawling back to you. You hid this from me, made me feel like a fucking fool, and here I am, telling you that I love you. You flinch every time I say those words—have you noticed? And still, I’m saying them again: I am in love with you. Be here. Be across the world. Love me. Hate me. I don’t care.

“There’s a picture from Parker’s first football game, him in full gear, me in a spare jersey of his. He’d left it in my locker earlier that day, with a paper plane that said How many touchdowns do you want tonight?
I’d told him three. He’d scored me four. And when I’d teased that I was his lucky charm, he’d shaken his head. Not luck. Motivation, he’d simply said.
I want to be someone’s motivation

“What?” I scan the room. Zac’s and Shy’s smug looks, Melody’s dismay. Noah’s breathless laughter. “Somebody spit it out.”
“Summer,” Siena singsongs. “Any idea what happened to Parker’s back?”
My… oh, hell.
The fingernail scrapes that’ve decorated my back since the first night Summer and I fucked.
MWAHHAHA

“I don’t need Summer any less today than I did then. But I am capable, this time, of making sure that the woman I love takes a proper chance on herself. If she wants to make the tour, I’ll damn well make sure she does. No matter how bad it’ll crush me to watch her leave.
”

He’s a good man bruh he took finding out she lied to him through someone else right on the chin and locked in

“ I reek of bacon but feel like I’ve got a decent grip on various methods of cooking eggs, after several failed attempts—enough to try my hand at making breakfast for Summer in the morning, and convince Wynn that giving me nightly cooking lessons going forward won’t be a complete waste of his time.
Summer wants a man who cooks. So, fuck it. I’ll become a man who cooks”

A man of action 🤌🏼

“You won the bet, didn’t you?”
“It’s not good enough. I want you to want me back.”
I hesitate, even while knowing I couldn’t bring myself to stop at two. Painfully aware that I’m planning to jet around the world for the next year, hopefully the one after that, and that fresh feelings like these might be too new to stand the test of world travel.”
Girl isn’t that a lil hypocritical?

“He drags his cock over my pussy and I gasp. “Yeah, that. Do you know how long I’ve been dying to hear your sounds? To watch you crumble underneath me? I’d get to do that over and over, for as long as I want to hear them. Until you can’t take anymore. It’s all I want, you know?”
”

OH PLEASEEEE PLEASEEEE

You ever been tied up, Summer?”
I shake my head.
“You know why I like doing it?”
Another shake.
“It takes away the distractions. Lets me focus on the good stuff.”
Wowowowowow

“I fight against his hold on my wrists, wanting to touch him, but Parker doubles his grip, keeping me trapped to the wall. I moan loudly, and it’s silly, embarrassing that something so simple would do it for me like this.
But this feeling—being tied down, being kept, it’s—
Parker nips my neck.”

Oh I need that

“I still can’t believe you got your eyes checked.”
I shrug. “You’ll be farther out tomorrow than I could’ve seen without them.”
“Oh,” she whispers, arms falling limp at her sides. “Parker, that’s really sweet.”
Likeeeee what

“Summer’s Dream Man: Dark hair. Showers. Nice smile. Has a job and career aspirations. Plans dates and alone time. Has a five-year plan. Owns a home. Cooks. Has big hands.
If I’m going to ask Summer out, it’ll be for the long haul. With plans and stability and big dreams for our future. As the kind of man she wants—the kind she deserves.
Some way, somehow, I’m going to become Summer’s dream man.”

Aw

“It’s not even a secret. Everyone knows.”
Irritation clouds her expression. “Everyone knows your secret but me?”
“Does that bother you?”
“Yes,” she admits after a split-second debate. “Tell me.”
I lean closer, leaving barely an inch between the tips of our noses. “You, Summer Prescott, are the most stunning girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Her lips pop open.”

Ughhh

“Should I do it?”
There’s a pinch deep inside me, knowing I’m asking for his approval without giving him a clear picture. That if he knew what I was really in it for, he’d snatch away my phone. Tuck it out of reach until he knocked sufficient sense into me. Parker wouldn’t get it—not with a family who loves him, the women around town clamoring for him.
Gurlll he gonna be pisseddd

“s. “I thought everyone did!”
“As in you genuinely believed that every single person who laid eyes on Summer wanted to fuck Summer?” Zac looks completely baffled. “That it was some kind of mark of humanity, like… people believing in a higher power?”
Brooks laughs. “Eat, pray, think about fucking Summer.”
I stare. “Well… yeah. Who wouldn’t want to sleep with Summer?”
😭

“Holy shit, you think about Summer naked?”
Siena bursts into laughter, wanders off-screen, and I am officially mortified.
“I…” I scramble to find words. Any words. “Is that not— Am I not supposed to do that?”
I’ve never once questioned my desire for Summer. It seemed to me a complete no-brainer, given the way she looks, the way her mind works.
😭😭😭 my clueless booboo

“ “Who did you let into your so-called best friend’s life? Who did you trust with my heart? Who did you let me waste my time on? Answer me.”
An eternal pause. Finally, Parker’s shoulders lift and fall in sheer resignation. He looks miserable, but manages to look me in the eye. “I met him right before I introduced you.”
I slam the door in his face.”

Oh my