Learning Curve (Dickson University #1) Read Online Max Monroe

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, College, Contemporary, Sports, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Dickson University Series by Max Monroe
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
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“What is going on right now?” I whisper toward her. “Am I dreaming, or are you really dressed in a Dragons’ cheerleader uniform?”

“No, Blake, you’re not dreaming.” She smiles. Shakes her head. “I am, in fact, wearing a cheerleader uniform.”

“H-how? Why?”

“It was a combination of help from Scottie and a Double C invite to McKenzie.”

“McKenzie?”

“The captain of the squad,” she explains with a shrug.

“Okay…” I blink several times, my brain trying to process this insane situation. “But why are you here?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” she asks, but just before I can tell her, no, it’s not fucking obvious, the announcer tells the crowd to quiet down for the national anthem.

Some chick with auburn hair steps up to the microphone that sits right in front of us and starts to give her best Whitney Houston impression of our country’s most famous song.

She’s good, truthfully, but all I care about right now is trying to understand why Lexi is even here.

“Lexi,” I whisper toward her, and she meets my eyes again. “Seriously. What is going on?”

“Oh, you mean you want to know why I’m here?”

I nod. “That’d be nice.”

She searches my eyes for a long moment before averting them completely to stare at her feet. And the chick at the microphone is halfway through the song before Lexi locks her gaze with mine again, a hard swallow making her throat vibrate at her neck. “Blake, I’m sorry for everything,” she whispers. “I’m sorry for the way I treated you. I’m sorry for hurting you. And mostly, I’m sorry that I was so scared to let myself feel what you make me feel that I chose to destroy us instead of face my feelings for you head on.”

She pauses and digs her teeth into her bottom lip, and I just stand there, her arm still tucked within mine.

“I love you,” she says, but it’s so quiet, and the girl singing the national anthem is starting to really bring it home, hitting some seriously high notes, that I almost think my ears make it up entirely. But then, she says it again, this time turning her body toward mine and grabbing both of my hands into hers. “Blake, I love you. And I know I was slow on the uptake in letting myself realize that, but in my defense, I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. It’s a serious weak point for me and, clearly, a learning curve. This whole summer, I tried to convince myself that you and I were just playing games, just having fun. But in the end, it wasn’t a game at all to me because I fell in love with you. I am in love with you. And I’m here, standing in the middle of this packed stadium, wearing a freaking cheerleader uniform, because I wanted to show you that I’m ready to be together. Out in the open. No secrets anymore.”

“You want to be with me?” I ask her, my gaze searching hers for any sign of fear or hesitancy or doubt, but all I see are determination and confidence and her heart.

“I want to be with you. More than anything. Because I love you.”

“I love you too,” I tell her just as the national anthem comes to a close, and the crowd claps their hands reverently. But I hardly notice any of it because the girl of my dreams is standing in front of me and she’s saying words I only dreamed of hearing her say.

Words I thought I’d never hear her say.

She loves me. She wants to be with me.

I don’t hesitate. I don’t hold back. And between one breath and the next, I pull Lexi into my arms, lift her up so that we’re face-to-face, and kiss her.

I fucking kiss her.

She tastes like everything I remembered. She tastes like love. She tastes like mine.

She kisses me right back, wrapping her hands around my neck as she melds her mouth with mine. But our kiss is cut a little short when the sounds of the crowd booming with applause and cheers and wolf whistles start to echo inside my ears.

I pull back, and when I see Lexi’s eyes move to the jumbotron to the right of us, I follow their lead and find out that we’re currently the center of attention.

“Oh my God,” Lexi mutters through a half giggle, half groan.

“Too much?” I ask, smiling at her. “I mean, you said you wanted to be out in the open, so…”

Her giggle turns into an outright laugh. “No, Blake. It’s not too much. But it’s certainly something I’m going to have to get used to, huh? Dating the star quarterback and all that.”

It’s my turn to laugh. But I cut off my own laughter by kissing her again.

But she only lets me do it for a few seconds before she pulls away with a big smile.


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