The Guy on the Left (The Underdogs 2)

“What about you?” He asks.

“I had the typical high school love story that ended out of boredom, and then I had the great honor of dumping the guy who didn’t give a damn about my affections in college.”

He snorts. “Sweet revenge.”

“Exactly.”

“I love that you dumped him for me.”

“It was because he was not for me…and because I wanted to keep making out with you. I’m a classy bitch.”

“So classy and beautiful.”

“So, you’ve really never been in love?”

“I have. October 5th, 2012, was the first time I fell.”

“I love that he’s the love of your life. He’s mine too.”

“He told me he loved me the other day on the phone while I was talking with my mom.”

“He did?”

“Yeah. I’m glad I was alone after.”

“Why? Did you get emotional?”

“Little bit.”

“Such a softie.”

“You’re making me this way.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah.” He bites his lip. “Between you and that kid, I’m so screwed.”

“Listen to your pillow talk, who knew you were so romantic?”

“I finally found the right girl. Maura may have to take second.”

“Troy,” I murmur.

“Oatmeal stain or not, if I were in the bed with you right now, I wouldn’t take my lips off you all night.”

“Trust me, all of me misses you.”

“Miss my lips?”

“Yes,” I sink into the bed.

“Show me where,” he whispers hoarsely.

“No way.”

“Come on. I’ll show you what’s missing you.”

“Troy—”