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“Sure it is. Go to a party, ask someone out, fuck them, make them yours.”

“I don’t work like that.” I glare at her.

“Well, you better start because if I find him sniffing around you again, I won’t be fucking happy,” she snaps before turning on her heel and storming back over to her team.

“Isn’t she a ray of sunshine?” Winter says, coming to stand by my side.

“Speaking of sun, I’d like to fucking yeet her into it.” I’m still pissed and annoyed. All I want to do is go home. Sadly, I can’t because the game isn’t over.

For the last quarter of the game, I’m all over the place, getting the best shots I can. It’s amazing to see these men in action up close. I wasn’t paying much attention at the last game, my focus mostly on Logan as I watched at a far distance, but zoomed in like this, I can see just how talented each player is.

I manage to get a lot of good shots of most of the players, more of Justin and Logan than the others.

But the best shot of the night is the winning touchdown and the pure joy on their faces when the Princes win their second game in a row.

The crowd goes wild, and I swing my camera to get a few shots of them cheering for their team before bringing it back to the guys.

Logan stands in the middle of the field, his teammates celebrating around him. He’s not celebrating, though. His attention is on me, a promise in his eyes that this isn’t over. That he’s not giving up. Not on me or finding out the truth.

Chapter 23

Delaney

It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve left the house. Mom and James got back last night, and I wasn’t surprised when I got a text from Mom asking where I was. And why my things were no longer in my room.

I didn’t message Mom ahead of time because I wanted her to enjoy her trip. This is something I’m going to have to do in person.

Parking my car, I get out and stand next to it for a moment as I take in the view around me. I had come to enjoy living here, and I miss it.

What I miss the most, apart from the people, is the safety I felt running. I haven’t run since I moved into the student dorms; I just don’t feel safe enough.

I want to try and see if it’s something I can get over, but I don’t have much faith, seeing how I make sure I’m in my dorm room before dark. And if I do leave after dark, it’s with Winter.

Speaking of Winter, she’s been asking about when we can hang out as a group: her, Elijah, and myself.

She didn’t enjoy the fact that part of my agreement with Stacy was to stay away from him and Owen as well.

I asked Mom before coming if the guys were home, and she said no, that it was just her and James.

Heading inside, I’m almost tempted to knock. I don’t and let myself in because that’s crazy. I might not live here anymore, but I know it’s still my home.

And that makes it even harder.

I find my mom in the kitchen. She’s laughing as James feeds her a strawberry. It’s so damn cute I can’t help but swoon myself.

“Ugh, you two are so cute, it’s sickening.” I gag.

Mom looks over at me, a bright smile taking over her face. “Laney, baby.”

I rush over to my mom and let her pull me into a big hug. “I missed you.” I squeeze her tightly.

“I missed you too. I’m never leaving you for that long again.”

I laugh. “Mom, I’m nineteen. I’m an adult. I’ll be fine,” I playfully chastise her, and she gives me a look. “But, yeah, two weeks was too long.”

James laughs. “Well, next time, we will have to make it a family trip.”

“Oh, yes!” Mom’s eyes light up. “That would be amazing. I haven’t been able to bring Laney on many vacations. I’d love that.”

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