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guy who would be careless when it came to sex? More importantly, when had she started thinking about having sex with me? While I had to admit the idea excited me, I knew it would be better if I kept my pants zipped this time. Hadley wasn’t like other girls. I liked the fact she’d saved herself all this time. For me, I hoped, but not necessarily right now. If I played my cards right, we’d go off to college together, and as our relationship grew, we could explore becoming more intimate with one another.
If any of my friends knew what I was thinking, they would recoil in horror. I was the party guy, the guy who jumped everything in a skirt, and here I was talking about waiting until Hadley was ready, even if that meant waiting years. Oddly enough, I was okay waiting for her. I knew she would be worth it, because I’d discovered she was the one. I’d just never known how to pursue her before now, or if she’d even had an interest in me. Not until that kiss.
I’d relived that kiss a thousand times, and it made me smile every time. Who knew one bold move on her part would kick-start something so fantastic? I had to admit, this was probably the best idea I’d ever had. I wasn’t sure if Hadley even believed the relationship was for pretend anymore, even though she brought it up on occasion. I figured it was more as a reminder to herself to keep her distance when things started getting hot and heavy between us.
Friday was fast approaching, and Hadley would be in the stands for the first time this year. Possibly the first time ever. It excited me more than anything had in a long while. I was going to play the game for her, win it for her. With her cheering in my corner, I knew anything was possible, even defeating our rivals, a team that had slaughtered us the last time we’d played. I wasn’t worried though. My teammates were. I could tell, despite their snarky comments, that deep down they were scared to death we would lose again. It was up to us to keep the school spirit going, and if we lost, morale would tank.
Thanks to missing practice the last two days, coach had me doing suicides. Before starting them, I’d already done three reps of one hundred sit-ups and the same for push-ups. My lungs ached and my legs burned as I worked my ass off, but I knew better than to piss off the coach this close to game day. One wrong word on my part, and I’d be riding the bench for the game, and I’d heard there would be scouts in the stands. No one was saying from which schools, but just knowing potential scholarships were out there was enough to create a buzz in the locker room.
Coach blew his whistle and I nearly collapsed where I stood. My teammates had long since finished practice, having actually gotten a chance to play while I had to deal with my punishment. Coach came over and put his hands on his hips.
“Son, I know girls seem like the most important thing in the world right now, but have we learned anything from today’s activities?”
“Girls don’t come before practice, Coach.”
He nodded. “You can hang out with your girlfriend all you want, on your own time. But practice is my time, and I own you during those hours. Make sure you’re on time tomorrow after school, or you won’t play in Friday’s game. I don’t care how much you think you love this girl you’ve been dating. When it comes to football, she takes a back seat.”
“Understood, Coach.”
“Hit the showers. If you go anywhere near her smelling the way you do, you’ll be single again.”
I snorted and jogged off the field on legs that felt like jelly. The locker room was empty save for Robert, who was lurking for some reason. He looked worried, and I wondered if it was about the game or something else.
“Shouldn’t you have taken off by now?” I asked.
He glanced my way and shook his head. “Man, I don’t know if I should say anything or not.”
“About what?” I asked, pulling my shirt over my head. I snatched a clean
If any of my friends knew what I was thinking, they would recoil in horror. I was the party guy, the guy who jumped everything in a skirt, and here I was talking about waiting until Hadley was ready, even if that meant waiting years. Oddly enough, I was okay waiting for her. I knew she would be worth it, because I’d discovered she was the one. I’d just never known how to pursue her before now, or if she’d even had an interest in me. Not until that kiss.
I’d relived that kiss a thousand times, and it made me smile every time. Who knew one bold move on her part would kick-start something so fantastic? I had to admit, this was probably the best idea I’d ever had. I wasn’t sure if Hadley even believed the relationship was for pretend anymore, even though she brought it up on occasion. I figured it was more as a reminder to herself to keep her distance when things started getting hot and heavy between us.
Friday was fast approaching, and Hadley would be in the stands for the first time this year. Possibly the first time ever. It excited me more than anything had in a long while. I was going to play the game for her, win it for her. With her cheering in my corner, I knew anything was possible, even defeating our rivals, a team that had slaughtered us the last time we’d played. I wasn’t worried though. My teammates were. I could tell, despite their snarky comments, that deep down they were scared to death we would lose again. It was up to us to keep the school spirit going, and if we lost, morale would tank.
Thanks to missing practice the last two days, coach had me doing suicides. Before starting them, I’d already done three reps of one hundred sit-ups and the same for push-ups. My lungs ached and my legs burned as I worked my ass off, but I knew better than to piss off the coach this close to game day. One wrong word on my part, and I’d be riding the bench for the game, and I’d heard there would be scouts in the stands. No one was saying from which schools, but just knowing potential scholarships were out there was enough to create a buzz in the locker room.
Coach blew his whistle and I nearly collapsed where I stood. My teammates had long since finished practice, having actually gotten a chance to play while I had to deal with my punishment. Coach came over and put his hands on his hips.
“Son, I know girls seem like the most important thing in the world right now, but have we learned anything from today’s activities?”
“Girls don’t come before practice, Coach.”
He nodded. “You can hang out with your girlfriend all you want, on your own time. But practice is my time, and I own you during those hours. Make sure you’re on time tomorrow after school, or you won’t play in Friday’s game. I don’t care how much you think you love this girl you’ve been dating. When it comes to football, she takes a back seat.”
“Understood, Coach.”
“Hit the showers. If you go anywhere near her smelling the way you do, you’ll be single again.”
I snorted and jogged off the field on legs that felt like jelly. The locker room was empty save for Robert, who was lurking for some reason. He looked worried, and I wondered if it was about the game or something else.
“Shouldn’t you have taken off by now?” I asked.
He glanced my way and shook his head. “Man, I don’t know if I should say anything or not.”
“About what?” I asked, pulling my shirt over my head. I snatched a clean
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