Page 58 of Catching Feels

Rome has his true loves—baseball and, even though it’s new-ish, it’s clear CeCe and he are the real deal. The fact they met at a time in life when they had already attained their goals and their dreams had been realized, they came to the table whole people and have already overcome some really bad shit together. I know they’re more than capable of combating anything that comes their way. Hell, Rome’s even mentioned marriage to Nour, so I know it will happen and have no doubt they will work together as partners and have a beautiful life.

Hudson has made amazing friends in his football circle, no doubt happily tearing through the ladies, but with a gentle smile and leaving behind as little carnage as possible. Out of all three of us, he’s the one whose heart I worry about the most.

From the other end of the RV, I hear, “Fucking kidding me.” And then, “That piece of shit doesn’t deserve a girl like that.”

“You okay?” I ask, sitting up.

“I’m fine. All good.”

“Obviously not.”

“Nothing to lose sleep over. Sorry I woke you. Go back to sleep.”

“I wasn’t asleep and?—”

“No, fuck no,” he hisses.

“It’s like watching a show with subtitles but backward, which is arguably worse.”

“And this is like watching a fucking montage of our parents beginning, knowing how it ends.”

“Okay, I’m hooked. Spill.”

He sits up. “Riley Brooks’ boyfriend.”

“The guy you called a tool?”

“Yeah. He proposed, she said yes, and he doesn’t deserve her.”

“And you like her?” I guess.

“Fucking adore her, but not in the wanna fuck her way.”

“Okay, so what do you want to do with her?”

“Put her on a shelf high enough that some little shit’s not going to break her.”

“Oh my God, you like her like her.”

“Just said that, Jillian,” he grumbles.

“No, you said adore. But you really mean?—”

“Never gonna happen.”

“Why?”

“Aside from the fact her mom’s a Ross and part of that whole owner group?”

“Aside from that.”

“Might have met her sister, Lauren, at a bar far the fuck away from Blue Valley, and neither of us knew who the other was.”

“And you fucked.”

He repeats, “And we fucked.”

“Did she want more?”

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