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“Absolutely not,” I tell her with a shake of my head.

Logan mentioned getting a workout in and studying this afternoon, so I’m not going to keep her here and let her clean up after everyone else’s mess.

Pulling her into my body, I wrap my arms around her shoulders as she caresses the length of my back.

“I’ll come stay over tonight?” I suggest, saying more than I can with just those words.

She pulls away from my embrace to look at me, understanding what I’m trying to say as she nods her head with a little shy smile across her lips. I lean down and press my mouth to hers, lingering there for a moment.

“I love you,” I tell her for what feels like the hundredth time today.

“What did you just say?” Marc asks from behind me in shock and amusement. “Did you just tell her you loved her? Fucking finally!”

I’m trying to hold back my smile as I keep my mouth pressed in a hard line, not turning around to face my brother, and a little annoyed that he’s ruining this moment, but Logan is thoroughly entertained as she giggles at my frustration.

“Hey! Did you hear that?” Marc yells to the rest of the house. “EJ finally told Logan he loves her!” he adds with a laugh.

The house behind me fills with shouts and cheers from my teammates.

“You owe me twenty bucks, Cam!”

“I love you too, Logan!”

“Fuck, Maddison, took you long enough!”

Not to mention a few concerning fake sex noises off in the distance.

Logan can’t help but laugh as I try to hold back my smile from all my teammates giving me shit.

“I love you too,” she giggles, standing on her tiptoes to give me a sweet kiss before turning around to head towards her car.

After watching my favorite girl drive off towards her dorm, I close the front door before averting my attention to the rest of my team.

“You’re all fucking dead,” I tell them.

Chapter 71

Logan

I spend my day studying—if you want to call it that. My books are open, but I can’t focus. The words on the pages are jumbled, black, and blurry, while my mind swirls with other thoughts.

I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve loved Eli for a while now, but hearing him say those words back to me felt surreal. When he didn’t respond for what felt like hours, I started to internally freak out. I was already nervous about telling him, I didn’t want to scare him, but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I had to get it out, and I’m happy I did. I’ve never seen him look like he did today. He looked calm and at peace, and if me telling him that I love him does that, I will tell him every chance I get, whenever he needs to hear it.

That beautiful man, my favorite human, he loves me...I almost can’t believe it.

“Hi, baby,” Eli says after a quick knock at my door, walking himself right in as he always does.

“Hi,” I respond in a bit of a daze.

How does he effortlessly look this good all the time? It’s a bit infuriating that he looks just as good now, with his hoodie, joggers, and backwards hat, as he does in his tailored suit on game days.

But he’s mine, so I’ll let it slide.

“How was your day?” He makes his way over to me, where I sit on my bed with my books spread open before bending down and kissing my wanting lips with his. “Get some studying done?”

“It was good, and yes,” I lie about the second answer. I’m not going to tell Eli that I couldn’t focus on the words of my books’ pages because all I could think about was the idea of his naked body inside of mine.

I stand and gather my textbooks, putting them back in my bag as Eli takes a seat on the edge of my bed.

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