Miracle (The Pagano Family Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
Beautiful and sweet and smart. Way out of his league. Who was he kidding? He didn’t have a league. She was starting in the majors, and he was sitting in the cheap seats with a stale hot dog and a warm beer. The jeans she wore—dark red, like blood—hugged the full length of her slender legs, into her boots, and he could see a strappy little t-shirt under the loose knitting of her black sweater. Her hair was loose, but she tucked it behind her ears, showing those pretty, perfect shells, with a single, sparkling diamond dot in each lobe. Fuck. He couldn’t be friends with her. He was hard before they’d even ordered a fucking pizza. Joey sat and stared at her, afraid to make any attempt to speak and end up sounding like the loser that he was. She stared back for a second or two, then gave her head a brisk shake, like she was waking up from a nap, or hypnosis, and said, “You want me to order?”
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