Tackled in the Stacks (Love Letters Prequel)

6. Maddox

SIX

MADDOX

For the second time today, a pretty girl runs away from me.

The same girl.

A girl who didn’t make any attempts to come on to me.

Maybe she’s not interested.

If you promise.

The niggling feeling of rejection disappears when I think about the way she pressed her lips together after saying that to me.

And when I think about the way her fingertips pressed into my chest as I held her to me.

She’s attracted to me. Has to be.

My teammate slaps his hand against my back. “You really know how to make the girls flee, don’t ya?”

I shake my head, not answering, since he doesn’t know how true that is.