Generic selectors
Exact matches only
Search in title
Search in content
Search in posts
Search in pages

After We Collided (After, #2) by Anna Todd Read Online (FREE)

Maybe I should call Steph after I go to Conner’s to get groceries and do a load of laundry since Hardin and Landon will be going to the hockey game tonight . . . God, I hope that goes well.

When I arrive at the apartment, I find Hardin reading in the bedroom.

“Hey, sexy. How was your day?” he asks as I walk in.

“It was okay, I guess.”

“What’s wrong?” Hardin looks up at me.

“The manuscript I read today was so sad, incredible but so heartbreaking,” I say, trying not to get emotional again.

“Oh, it must have been good if you’re still upset about it.” He smiles. “I would hate to have been there the first time you read A Farewell to Arms.”

I plop down next to him on the bed. “This was worse, so much worse.”

He grabs hold of my shirt, pulling me to lay my head on his shoulder. “My sensitive girl.” As he runs his fingers up and down my spine, the way he spoke the words he just uttered makes my stomach flutter. To be called “my girl” in any form makes me much happier than it should.

“Did you even go to classes today?” I ask him.

“Nope. Watching the mini-human wore me out.”

“By ‘watching,’ you mean watching TV with him?”

“Same thing. I did more than you did.”

“So you like him, then?” I’m not sure why I’m asking this.

“No . . . well, as far as annoying children go, he isn’t at the top of the list, but I won’t be planning any playdates soon.” He smiles.

I roll my eyes but don’t say anything else about Smith. “Are you ready for the game tonight?”

“No, I already told him I’m not going.”

“Hardin! You have to go,” I shriek.

“I’m teasing . . . he’ll be here soon. You owe me for this shit, Tess.” Hardin groans.

“You like hockey, though, and Landon is good company.”

“Not as good of company as you.” He kisses my cheek.

“You’re in a good mood for someone who acts like they’re being led to slaughter.”

“If this goes badly, I won’t be the one who is slaughtered.”

“You better be nice to Landon tonight,” I warn him.

He raises his hands in mock innocence, but I know better. A knock is heard at the door, but Hardin stays put. “He’s your friend, you answer the door,” he says.

I give him a look but go answer the door.

Landon is dressed in a hockey jersey, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. “Hey, Tessa!” he says with his usual friendly smile and a hug for a greeting.

“Can we get this over with?” Hardin says before I can even say hello.

“Well, I can see this will be a fun night.” Landon jokes and runs a hand over his short hair.

“It’ll be the best night of your entire life,” Hardin teases him.

“Good luck,” I tell Landon, who just chuckles.

“Oh, Tess, he’s just showing off, trying to act like he isn’t excited to spend time with me.” Landon smiles, and it’s Hardin’s turn to roll his eyes.