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“Hey, handsome.” She leans up to kiss me like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Pulling back, Nat graces me with a shy smile. “What shoes should I wear? Ballet flats or wedges?”

Stepping into her room, the scent of oranges mixed with cake invades my nose. Her room is clean and organized. She has a candle burning on her vanity. There isn’t a piece of clothing on the floor, or a pillow out of place. Her closet door is open, and two pairs of shoes are sitting side by side, next to it. “What’s a wedge?”

She holds up a sandal-ly looking thing.

“Go with the flats. There is a food truck festival in Manayunk tonight. They’ve got food trucks and live music out on the streets. I thought it sounded like fun.”

“That sounds perfect.” Nat throws her sandals back in her closet and slips on her shoes. She has on a white sundress with skinny little straps and grabs a pale blue sweater off a hanger. Slipping her arms through, she wraps the sweater around her and ties it right under her breasts, leaving a bit of the white showing underneath.

“You look incredible.”

She spins in a circle.

“I’m glad you think so.” She blows out the candle and turns off the lights. Lacing our fingers, my girl guides us out of her room.

Nat grabs a small purse off the kitchen counter, makes sure her phone and keys are in there, loops it over her wrist, and is ready to go. “So how far away is the festival?”

We lock up and head for my SUV.

“About twenty minutes.” I hold the door open for her while she gets in. Rounding the SUV, I see her lean across and try to open my door from the inside. As I slide in, she laughs.

“You know they make the whole unlock the car door for your date look a lot easier in the movies. I’m so short I can barely reach your door.”

I love this girl’s laugh and the way it echoes throughout my car. Sliding my hands into her hair, I bring her face to mine and kiss her lips. It would be so easy to ditch the rest of the night and head right back inside, but Natalie deserves more than that.

She deserves to be different.

To be more.

So, I pull back and start the car.

The Weekend is blasting through my speakers, but I turn it off. With the radio off, we talk the entire drive to the festival. That’s how we spend the entire night—walking through the streets, navigating between different food trucks, trying to decide what to try. Laughing. Getting to know everything we can about each other.

Finally, finding an open picnic table, we sit while I eat a pizza cone.

“Okay, QB. Favorite movie?”

“That’s easy, Rocky.”

Nat wrinkles her nose like she smells something bad. “The boxer movie?”

“You’re killing me, Nattie. Yes, the boxer movie. You cannot live in Philadelphia and not love Rocky. They’ll kick you out. His statue is at the top of the Art Museum steps.” Crumpling my napkin in a ball, I shoot it into the trash can across from us. “It’s one of those movies that I remember watching with my dad as a kid. We spent a snowy weekend marathoning them all. I still stop and leave it on, if I find it when I’m scrolling the channels. Rocky’s a classic. Please tell me you’ve seen it?”

“Nope. Can’t say I have.”

“As soon as football season is over, we have a date. You, me, and all eight Rocky movies.”

“All eight?” She gulps. “Seriously? There’s eight of them?”

“Including the two Creed movies, yup there are eight. Our first weekend without football. Don’t make plans.”

“So, you’re saying December? After you win State?”

Leaning in, I grab her face and kiss her lips. “God, I love the way you think.”

“Aww. Isn’t this so sweet? The frigid bitch and the man whore quarterback. Aren’t you two just so cute together.” Fucking fantastic.

Aria has walked up, with Darby not far behind. “Has he told you half the senior girls have sucked his dick? How about that once you spread your legs for him, you might as well be damaged goods? Has he told you, Natalie? Brady doesn’t do repeats. His precious football team is the only thing he commits to, and it will always come first. Don’t get attached. Get everything you want out of him tonight, because tomorrow you’ll be thrown out like the trash you are.” Aria pushes forward, but I move to stand in front of Natalie.

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