- F I U F A M I L Y S E R I E S N E X T G E N - book one - can be read as stand alone.
Being the heir to FIU royalty isn't easy, don't believe me? Ask Micah Simmons yourself, son of the beloved quarterback and the treasured head cheerleader, turned...
;if you ever fall in love. Fall hard, it's the best feeling, or the best lesson
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Three months later
"Stop, you're gonna wake the guys." Freya giggles, squirming away from me, kicking the covers to the bottom of the bed. "Micah,"
Tugging her one last time, her body lands on mine with a hmph.
"You're like a giant child, you know that, right?" She grins up at me, raising a brow.
Smirking, I begin to twirl the bottom of her messy braid around my finger. "Remember how we first met?"
Rolling her eyes, she falls back into my arm. "You spilled whiskey down my white hoodie. It stained, by the way."
"You got so mad," I laugh, remembering her going off on me. "I specifically remember you calling me arrogant before I could apologise."
Freya narrows her eyes. "You just stood there. Then called me shorty of all things, while chasing after me."
"What can I say? I'm a man that goes after what he wants." I tease, pulling her closer. "Right from the start you had me doing things I'd never normally do."
"Like chase after women?" She snorts. "Good, that'd make you a felon."
Little shit.
I tickle her side and she howls but quickly tries to smother it with my arm.
"Smartass. For what it's worth, I thought you were a brat, and I was right, you are. You on the other hand, Little Miss, were not."
Folding her arms, she pouts. "I am not a brat."
Grinning, I tap her thigh. "Such a brat, babe."
As Freya settles back into my arms, we fall into a comfortable silence for a few moments. For me, I was right back there, thinking about how long ago it all feels, the first chapter of mine and Freya's story.
Turning in my arms, I look down to my sweet girl, her dark eyes reflecting my every emotion.
"For what it's worth, I'm glad I didn't pull out of being your tutor." she says softly.
I lean down and press a gentle kiss on my favourite pair of lips. "Me too, baby. Best damn tutor I ever had."
"I'm the only tutor you've ever had."
"Exactly."
Chuckling, she swats at my chest. "Get up, Romeo, we have shit to do today."
Snagging her around the waist, I chuck her back on to the bed as I run around towards the bathroom. "Like win this damn game and pack for winter leave, babyyyy!!"