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This time there was no freight train waiting to run over him.
Sean tucked the ball under his arm and sprinted the remaining twenty yards down the field and across the goal line.
Touchdown!
No one even came close to stopping him.
The stadium erupted as fans jumped to their feet to herald the return of their beloved gladiator. The stadium announcer led the chant, “Sean! Sean! Sean!”
I released the breath that I’d been holding and put my hands on my cheeks. He’d done it. He’d really come back stronger than before. I couldn’t have been happier for him.
The entire team mobbed the field to congratulate Sean. The refs, who normally wouldn’t allow such a celebration, just backed away and let it happen.
Leon and another lineman lifted Sean onto their shoulders like he was a rag doll. He held the football in his right hand and lifted it high above his head.
As they carried him toward the sidelines, Sean took off his helmet with his free hand and looked my way.
Even though we were far apart, I could tell that he was looking into my eyes. He tossed the helmet down to a teammate, then smacked his hand to his lips and blew me a kiss. I pretended to catch it and brought my hand to my lips.
“You gonna make an honest man out of him?” Monique asked with a smile.
I wiped away the tears of joy in my eyes and smiled. “I’m certainly going to try.”
THE END
Mia’s Hot Seller - Seduced By Two (Complete Story)
BLURB
My whole life, I’ve been a perfect little goody two-shoes. Even at twenty-two years old, I had a life no more exciting than most preteens. My mom and her husband, Dean, made sure that I was sheltered, safe, and incredibly boring.
Maybe it was because Dean’s son Andrew had always been a little on the wild side. Dean was five years older than me, so I never really got to see how Andrew acted when he was young. But now, he wasn’t welcome in Mom and Dean’s house. Maybe, he was a complete bad boy and rebel. He was so dark and sexy, with messy hair, wild eyes, and a grin that could break the most frigid of hearts.
And another thing about Andrew?
I had a hopeless, helpless crush on him.
When I got in a fight with my mom about visiting Boston for a weekend and staying with a girlfriend, I decided that I’d had enough of her rules. But sneaking out didn’t earn me any extra points…instead, Mom decided that I wouldn’t be allowed back inside of her house until I was able to respect her.
I didn’t have anyone else to turn to.
I had to call Andrew.
When Andrew brought me back to his house, my whole life changed. But would I come out on top and stronger than ever?
Or would Andrew be the man to break my heart?
If someone had told me that December twenty-third was the day my life was going to change forever, I wouldn’t have believed them. In fact, I probably would have laughed. Despite always being kind of a Pollyanna, my friends have always told me that I’ve got a very cynical sense of humor.
But I’m getting a little away from myself now. It was a Friday evening, and I was sitting at the kitchen table, working on homework. I was twenty-two years old, and I had no idea what was about to happen.
“Kristin, sweetie, how’s it going?” Mom slid into the chair opposite from me. Everyone always said we looked like twins, but I didn’t see it. She was tall where I’ve always been short for my age. Her hair was blonde to my brown, and her skin was a perfect rosy color whereas mine always looked tinged with yellow, like I had jaundice. Still, we did have the same round cheeks and pouty lips. I always thought Mom was beautiful, like an angel. But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I always wished that I looked like someone else.
“It’s okay,” I said lamely. I showed her what I was working on – a paper concerning the architectural history of the Florentine Cathedral.
Mom nodded. She squinted, looking over her glasses at the page below me. I cringed – I knew she was judging my handwriting.
