Florence is fighting bad dreams, and Isabella is somewhere else with someone else.

Senior year is supposed to be simple for Paige Bueckers. Lead UConn to another championship. Finish her college career on top. Ignore the constant attention from fans, media, and scouts waiting for her next move. Then she meets Isabella "Bella" Auriemma. At twenty-two, Bella is nothing like the college students Paige is used to being around. Fiercely independent, sharp-witted, and impossible to intimidate, Bella is balancing graduate studies in forensic psychology while raising her three-year-old son, Leo. Becoming a mother at nineteen forced her to grow up faster than everyone around her, and she's spent years proving that she doesn't need anyone's help-especially not a star basketball player. As Geno Auriemma's niece, Bella has been around basketball her entire life. She knows exactly who Paige is, which makes her one of the few people completely unimpressed by the superstar treatment everyone else gives her. And that might be what draws Paige in the most. What starts as casual run-ins at family dinners, practices, and campus events quickly turns into late-night conversations, coffee runs, and afternoons spent with a curious little boy who somehow steals Paige's heart before she even realizes what's happening. Leo adores Paige from the start. Bella tries not to. Because falling for someone like Paige Bueckers comes with risks. The spotlight. The uncertainty. The fact that Paige's future could take her anywhere after graduation. But the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore the way Paige fits into their lives-or the way Leo starts saving a seat for her at the dinner table. For the first time in her life, Paige finds herself wanting something bigger than basketball. And for the first time in years, Bella finds herself wondering if she can trust someone enough to let them become part of her little family. Between championship dreams, family expectations, and a love neither of them saw coming, Paige and Bella will have to decide i

"Bella, you can't keep doing this to me. I can be real fucking patient, or I can be really fucking unkind." He grabbed her hips and skimmed his fingers down the chunk of her outer thighs. "I'm sorry, but I didn't ask for him to kiss me. And I told you, you and I-we're over." He placed his hand over her mouth. He let his tears stream down his nose, his lips quivered with the words she'd just used to curse him. "I don't like it." He let out through his teeth, his glasses fell low on his nose and she could tell he was in agony. "I'm sorry." She declared before pulling him in for an embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his hands drove up and into her hair, guiding her face to look up. His mouth parted over hers, she opened her lips and kissed him slowly, enchantingly. Brandon was sure she wished him to die. As she swallowed his breath, and fed him her own-she gave him no gaps to breathe. Almost as if his siren had come up from her watery throne just to drag him back under. He started pounding his fists against the wall behind her, careful not to hurt her in any way. His mouth moved over hers like he had no choice but to kiss her back. He laid no hand to her body, because he knew in that moment-he'd go too far. He didn't want to hurt her. But he did want to burrow into her body and command her soul. She was the sole reason for his jealousy, the only person who held the switch to all of his desires. Bella had been born to be the woman who would subdue the demons inside his soul. She was created for him. He felt it long before he accepted it. But now-he couldn't bear the consequences of denying the gift in which God was giving him in her. His redemption was a direct result of having her in his life. Both cursed and blessed-Brandon couldn't afford to lose her anymore. She was his. Forever. She chased him-so in full circle. Perhaps it was his turn now. "Bella... say you'll be mine. Please."

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