Cole
It’s a home game and the stadiums are full. I keep scanning them, looking for Pink.
I told her to come.
She flipped me off.
Doesn’t mean she won’t be here, though. And if she is, I’m counting it as a huge f*****g victory. If she is, I’m going to make sure I get my hands on her again. All over her.
I texted her one word the night she gave me her phone. “Me.”
I wanted her to have my number in case she wants to communicate about the Brumgard thing. At least that’s what I told myself.
I wasn’t entirely surprised when she didn’t respond.
I’ve been a d**k to her and she doesn’t trust me, even though she wants to.
I can’t decide if I want her to.
All I know is that she’s my obsession. I look down at her window every night with my c**k in my hand, thinking of the things I want to do
