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35
JORDAN
“You were fucking amazing!” Reuben grabbed me around the waist, spinning me. “That goal!”
“Put me down.” I smacked him on the back, and he laughed, depositing me on the floor. My teammates surrounded us, full of congratulations for me scoring the only goal of the match—the goal that had led to us beating Liverpool FC, 1-0. We’d gone into the game as the underdogs, playing at Liverpool’s iconic Anfield stadium, packed with thousands of home fans to our tiny fan contingent of twelve hundred—which included my dad and five of his mates. None of us had been expecting a win, and yet, somehow, we’d done it, and I’d scored the only goal, booting it between two of their defenders and into the back of the net before the goalie could reach it.
I was so high I felt like I was floating on air. This win had sealed our position of seventh in the league, and getting into Europe was no longer just a dream—it was within our grasp.
From the other side of the away team dressing room, Theo caught my eye.Good job, he mouthed, and my heart skipped a beat.
I looked at him then. Really looked at him. His hair was all mussed from running around the pitch for ninety-four minutes, he was sweating and breathless, and there were grass stains on his football shirt.
It had been months since we’d been together on the island, but in that moment, I knew that there was no getting over him.
I wanted him.
Only him.
Theo Lewin. My rival. My teammate. My friend. The man who gave me fucking butterflies and made my heart race.
There was no one else for me.
But it wasn’t only my decision. Two high-profile football players in a relationship would be a huge deal. Even if I got lucky and Theo somehow felt the same, even if he was prepared to take the risk and be with me, it would affect not only us but so many other people.
Sometimes, I wished life could be simple. Boy meets boy. They get together. They live happily ever after. The end.
That wasn’t my reality.
Taking a seat on one of the benches, I began to unlace my football boots. When I glanced up, Theo was watching me, an intense, serious look on his face. I had no idea what his problem was, but he needed to stop looking at me like that because I was going to get a boner, and then everyone would notice.
I dropped my gaze back to my boots, but I couldn’t help shooting Theo another quick glance. He was still watching me, unsmiling.
I didn’t know what that expression on his face meant, but I wanted to find out.
* * *
A hand shot out and grabbed my arm. I yelped as I was yanked through a doorway into a darkened room, the only light coming from the bottom corner of a partially opened blind. A slam sounded behind me, and then someone’s palm clamped down over my mouth as I was manhandled onto a tabletop.
A hard, heavy body held me in place as the hand covering my mouth lowered to curl around my throat. “Do you have any fucking idea?”
That voice.
“About what?” I tried to arch upwards, but I was pinned in place. I lifted my hand, gripping his throat, his pulse wild beneath my hold, matching my own.
Hot breath skimmed across my lips. “How hard it’s been to forget you. How I tried to move on, to tell myself that what happened between us was only a holiday fling. Then you kept turning up, kept chipping away at my defences. We’re supposed to be friends, but it feels impossible. Watching you on the pitch today…fuck, Jordan. You were in your element, and I realised something. Seeing the way you control the ball turns me on.” The last words were ground out, like he resented me for making him feel this way.
“Yeah? Well, I never stopped wanting you, Theo.” I squeezed his throat, feeling him swallow around my grip. “I thought I could forget everything that happened on the island, but guess what? Being your friend is a fucking lost cause because you still make my fucking dick hard.”
“Jordan.”
“Fucking shut up.” I was irrationally angry at him, and I had no reason to be. He hadn’t led me on, any more than I’d led him on. “Guess what’s worse than that? You’re the only person that really knows me. Half the shit I told you, I’ve never told anyone else. You’re in my fucking head and in my heart.”
His mouth landed on mine, hard and vicious, a biting punishment as he pressed his body down into mine. “We agreed this would stay on the island. This was only a holiday fling.”
“Yeah, I know. Except it wasn’t, was it?” I twisted my body, sending him flying onto the desk. I landed on top of him, bracing myself to keep him in place.
“Fuck you, Jordan.” Theo struggled beneath me, bucking me off, sending me staggering backwards. He came for me, slamming me up against the wall. Our lips met, wild and so fucking hungry, our moans combining, his tongue stroking against mine.
