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She was no longer looking at me.

“Bug?”

“Please, put me down.” I did as she asked but didn’t move back.

“Honey—"

“I have to go. This was...” Her lips started to wobble, and if I’d thought I was scared before, I’d been wrong.

“Kait?” Her eyes drew up and connected with mine. I’d always loved the way her eyes showed me how she felt.

But in that moment? It fucking hurt. Betrayal and pain swirled in her gaze as she stared up at me, and I felt it in the middle of my chest.

“I never needed any of those things, Redford. I was more than capable of buying my own home?—"

“I know that.”

“And making my own money.”

“Baby, I didn’t?—"

“I wasn’t some kind of football chaser when we met.”

“I know that,” I hissed.

“Then why?” she shouted at me for the first time ever. “Why!? Do you know how embarrassing it was to have you talk to me in that class? How you had no idea who I was? Or that we’d attended actual classes together in high school?”

“Baby—"

“But it didn’t matter. I chalked it up to bad timing. And when we got close and started hanging out, and you started to ask me to go watch you play, I thought maybe he likes me? Then your injury, it sucked. It was fucking horrifying to be out in the stands watching and waiting for you to stand back up, and when you didn’t—" Her voice cracked, and my brows bunched. I’d never thought about what that moment had been like for her.

“I was so scared because I never told you how I felt. And then… you were in a dark place, so I was committed to being your friend. Being there for you. And year after year, I had a reason. We were young. We were too good of friends to mess things up. Excuse after excuse for why I couldn’t tell you. You just started coaching, you just won your first championship!” She stomped. “Then you left. You left, and I had no one! No friends because you were my life, and when you stopped calling…”

“Baby.”

“Now you’re telling me this? You have to realize you’ve put me on some kind of pedestal I will never live up to, Red. Ever. I don’t want to.”

“You’re not on a… I know you!"

“Do you? Or are you seeing me through rose-colored glasses?”

“I know you,” I growled. My hands had a mind of their own as they held her hips. “I know you,” I repeated. “Everything about you.”

“I don’t know.” She shook her head, and I felt like I was about to come out of me skin from fear. “I think I just?—"

I was done with this shit.

She’d come out here, telling me all sorts of shit, and I’d finally told her how I felt, none of it the goddamn perfect moment I had been waiting for!

So, I let go and did what my heart, body, and soul were yelling at me to do.

I kissed her.

CHAPTER 4

KAITLYN

He kissed me.

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