The coolness of the rink.
The darkness surrounding us.
The scruff of Troy’s mouth as it moves over mine.
The sweet taste of him as our tongues collide.
I could stay here all night. Wake up next to him and be perfectly content.
“I have an early morning flight to catch.”
“I’ll see you when you get back.” Troy drags his nose along my jaw before pressing a kiss to my neck. “You’ll call me while you’re gone?”
“Every day.”
Leaving Troy is harder than it should be. Christmas break is usually my favorite break. A few weeks at home with no school and being surrounded by family. I love it.
Now?
I’m already counting the days.
Chapter Eighteen
ANGIE
Troy
I miss the library
Angie
Who are you and what have you done with Troy Hollins
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The library? Really?
I’d rather be studying there with you
I thought you were having a good Christmas?
I am
So why do you want to be at the library?
My cousinsare here
And?
And their kids are here too. I love my cousins’ kids, but they are a lot of work
Aww…I can only imagine you as…can I call you Uncle Troy?
I’d rock being Uncle Troy, but I’m TIRED
Can’t you wear them out playing hockey or something?
My cousin won’t let them play until they’re older
