Track 33 Wi$h Li$t
AUDREY
A Couple Weeks Later
Bears End Preseason Undefeated: Will Wolff’s Return Help or Harm?
Wolff Injury Update: Taylor to Return Sooner Than Expected
Rumor Alert: Taylor Wolff’s “Shakespearean SideQuest” Leaves Fans Curious
Ilaughed at the latest headlines and set down my phone.
I’d never felt like this before. Every relationship I’d had in the past paled in comparison to the whirlwind that was Taylor Wolff. I never wanted our late nights on the beach to end, never wanted to stop memorizing the sound of his laugh or the way he said my name like it belonged to him.
I couldn’t believe I was falling for the boy who once ripped my bleeding heart apart—trusting him now with the stitches, the sutures, the fragile rhythm beneath his hands.
The highway stretched endlessly ahead, the ocean flashing silver to our right as the waves chased us down the coast. The windows were cracked, salt air in our lungs, the hum of music low between us.
Taylor clasped my hand behind the gearshift, strumming my knuckles with the pad of his thumb.
I looked over, catching the hint of a smile that could undo me with a single glance.
“If this is what falling feels like,” I murmured, “I don’t want it to stop.”
He squeezed my hand. “Then don’t.”