Page 58 of Catching Feeling

“Don’t worry, I already know he’s obsessed with me,” Viv says and reaches out, pinching my nipple like the menace she is.

God, these two are fucking perfect for each other. Menaces.

I swat her hand away as she turns back to my phone and says to Rosie, “I hear you’re a book lover. Tell me some of your favorite authors.”

“Oh god, I could talk about books for days!” Rosie says excitedly. “Ummm, okay, so I’m a huge romantasy fan, so probably Kerri Maniscalco?”

Viv squeals, plucking the phone out of my hand and bounding off the couch with it in tow. “Please tell me you’ve read her latest? I’ve been dying to talk about it! I swear I stayed up all night turning the pages like a freakin’ fiend.”

Taking the bag of Veggie Straws with her, she walks toward her room, leaving me on the couch, watching her go. Rosie starts talking a mile a minute about different authors and something about knotting, whatever the fuck that is, just as Viv’s door closes.

Damn. This girl just stole my phone, my sister, and my snacks.

Why the hell do I like that so much?

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Take Me Out To The Ball Game

Reese and I have fallen into a comfortable routine over the past week. Even though our schedules are still all over the place, the few times we’ve seen each other, it’s been…

explosive.

That’s the only way to describe it.

Living with someone who can’t keep their hands off you is fun, and god, it’s so hot.

The moment Reese sees me, he’s on me and tearing my clothes off, hoisting me onto counters and kneeling before I can even get a single word out.

The man loves to eat pussy.

One of the many things I’ve learned intimately in the past week.

But… we still haven’t had sex. At least not since I moved in. All he’s done is give and give and give, and I never thought I’d say this, but I would like to reciprocate. Or at least have wild, sweaty sex with him on every surface of our house. But for some reason, we haven’t.

“Yes! Strike out, baby!” Hallie yells, jumping up from her seat. “Let’s go, babe!”

“Woo, go team!” I cheer with fake enthusiasm. I’m not a sports fan, and while I’m not a total idiot and get some of the basic fundamentals, I’m still lost the majority of the time. I can count on one hand how many times I’ve been to a sporting event, and all of them have been because Hallie has dragged me with her to watch her boyfriend play. Because prior to her and Lane dating, we would’ve never chosen to watch baseball for fun.

She flops back down onto the stadium seat with a laugh. “I can’t believe you actually came today. With zero grumbling and little to no bribing.”

Yeah, me either, I say to myself but offer her a shrug. “I had some…free time.”

“Mhmmm,” she hums. “So it didn’t have anything at all to do with your whole friends with benefits with the catcher?”

“Of course not. I’m simply here to support you, supporting Lane,” I say. Although… I think we both know that’s a lie.

Besides, baseball is suddenly growing on me. At a rapid rate. And it’s definitely due to the fact that we’re sitting behind home plate, and I’ve got the perfect view of Reese’s ass while he

squats behind the base.

Never in my life did I think I would be attracted to someone’s ass in a pair of tight baseball pants, but here we are, and I am one hundred percent a fan if it means this is my view every time I come.

“Whatever you say,” Hallie says, turning to face me with a smug smile, amusement dancing in her eyes. “I am so invested in this. I mean, part of me can’t believe the two of you are… doing it, and the other part of me is kind of excited because it means we can double-date! I wanna know all of the details. Tell me everything.”

She claps her hands in excitement, and I reach out, placing my hands on hers, stopping her. “Waiiiiit a minute. You’re getting ahead of yourself there, friend. First of all, there will be no double ‘dating.’ That would imply dating, and we are not, ever. Neither of us wants a relationship. Second, the things this man can do with his mouth would make your cheeks turn as red as those socks they’re wearing, babe.”

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