My gaze is torn between the puck and my girl. My girl. Just getting to say that makes me hard as fuck every time, especially when I look over to the seats behind the team box and find her there watching me, biting her lip and waiting to see if I will make the shot. Does she even know me? Of course I’ll make the shot. Not only will I score here, I will take her home and then score there. The thought makes my cock jump and I nod my head at my girl just before I send the puck flying.
Having her here, wearing my jersey, and never missing my games, makes playing a whole lot more fun. Just knowing she is watching me, cheering for me, supporting me, it’s all I could ever want. It makes having to deal with her family a little easier to handle, and Bradley Thorne is almost a distant memory from both us and the FU football team.
Maddie and I made it official, which was kind of pointless after admitting our feelings, and have been pretty inseparable ever since. The only time we truly spend part is for class, practice, and games, and even then, most of the time she is on the sidelines waiting for me. That thought makes the rest of the game fly by with ease.
FU wins 3-0 and by the time we all make it back to the changing rooms, the adrenaline is pumping through me. I don’t bother heading for the showers, just start ripping off my gear and changing into my clothes.
“Aren’t you hitting the showers?” Reign asks, and I look at him with a knowing smirk.
“Nah, I’ll let my girl get me a little dirtier first,” I say with a wink, and he shakes his head. Our friendship is well and truly back to normal now that Maddie is completely mine.
“For fuck sake, Darkmore,” Josh groans as he passes me, catching my statement. “Please glance around your surroundings before you talk about my fucking sister.”
Archer and Reign both laugh as my best friend cuts in, “Don’t be uptight, Peters, that’s your sister’s job for the Cap.” He smacks his hands against my shoulders, enjoying getting to Peters, but I pull him.
“Easy now,” I warn, making sure they all toe the line when it comes to my girl, even my best friend, but Josh still looks furious, grabbing his things from his locker, slamming it, and then heading to the showers. Boy better pick a wife soon, because he sure as shit needs to get his dick wet.
Leaving the rest of those fuck-wits behind, I quickly get changed, shove my stuff into my bag, only pausing at the ping of my phone.
Grim: I’m getting lonely waiting for you Charmer
Grim: Maybe I will have to find another player to occupy me
I read the words and smirk.
This fucking girl.
I don’t even reply, just march from the changing rooms so I can go in search of my girl. Things have been good with us so far, great actually, and with my mom doing better and responding well to treatment, and my dad coming around more often, everything is looking up.
I don’t even make it three steps outside before her breathy voice hits my ear. “Hey Charmer, got room for another truth?” she asks, and I turn to find her leaning on the wall outside the rooms, her eyes dripping with lust.
I stalk towards her, pressing her into the wall and stealing a kiss from her lips before I pull back and whisper, “For you, baby? Always.”
She smiles, always enjoying when I bring up the messages we shared as what we thought were strangers, as she leans up and brings her mouth to my ear. “Watching you play gets me so wet,” she mumbles, her breath hot against my neck, and I groan.
“Oh, Princess, you haven’t seen me play anything yet.” Before she can respond, I dip down, picking her up and tossing her over my shoulder in a way I know she loves but would never admit. “Now let’s go home, I think it’s high time I met Harold.” I slap her ass, hard, making her squeal.
As I carry her out to the car, we pass a group of bunnies who are waiting for all the other players to leave. I can’t believe I used to think bouncing between all of them was something to be proud of.
Now I’ve bagged the best kept secret I ever had.
