Page 65 of Made For You

“Fuck if I know. I think we were up to eighty,” Cooper says, shaking his head.

“So would two more matter?” I motion over to Tristan, and he just laughs.

“Fifteen more wouldn’t matter at this point,” Dylan interjects as Michael laughs.

“I’m dreading this plane ride,” Michael groans, looking over at Tristan. “Just make sure you bring earplugs.”

Tristan nods. “This sounds like so much fun,” he says, laughing. “What’s the worst that can happen?”

What can possibly happen?

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Made For Us

Abigail

It was time to celebrate.

After all my hard work, I was graduating at the top of my class.

Our family vacation was the perfect chance to relax.

Until I saw him get on the plane and my plans went out the window.

Tristan's everything I've always wanted but can never have.

One night was all we had together.

Now, I’m staring at the two pink lines wondering if I should even tell him.

Tristan

Six years ago, I was living for myself until I found out I had a two-year-old daughter.

Now, I love my life exactly how it is: me, my daughter, Penelope, and hockey.

Except—I've been in love with Abigail from afar for years.

She was the only one I trusted Penelope with.

One night with her is more than I deserve.

Now that I've had her, I know she was made for us.

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