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I make my way back to the bench and stop Catherine by grabbing her wrist, and in a stern but gentle whisper, I lean into her ear, “If I ever hear another nasty word about my girl come out of your mouth, I will shut it for good. Nod if you understand.”
She nods.
After annihilating Dakota, I wait outside the locker room with Colin for Abigail and Parker. “You ready for tonight?” Colin asks.
“I’ve never been more ready,” I respond as we both see Abigail and Parker turn the hall corner and head toward us.
“That was insane!” Abigail says as I pull her into my arms for a hug. She pushes me off of her. “What was with that stunt you two pulled?” She gives a stern look over to Colin.
“What stunt?” Colin jokes, knowing damn well what stunt she is referring to. She lets out a sigh.
“Well, we are going to head over to my place for the after-party. You two have fun, and we’ll see you later.” Parker squeezes her hand and walks away. Colin trailing behind him.
“Wait, what?” Abigail says, “Where are…”
I pull her in close to me. “You’re mine tonight.”
After everyone was gone and the field was clear, I led Abigail out to the football field and made my way to the lone football I had Parker leave out on the field for us. “So, was that your first football game?” I ask.
“Yeah, I had no clue what was going on, but it was fun! Parker was trying to explain to me all the positions and plays you were doing, but honestly, I just kept getting lost in the crowd's excitement.” She tugs at her shirt, and I notice just how nervous she is. She knows what's coming, and seeing her flustered is making my dick twitch with excitement.
“Abbs, are you nervous to be here with me?”
“A little,” she replies. Her doe eyes sparkle in the stadium lights.
I bend down to pick up the ball. “No need, you’re safe with me… for now.” Her eyes shoot up at my last two words, and she tilts her head in curiosity. “Now, let me teach you how to throw and tackle.”
Over the next fifteen minutes, I take it upon myself to teach her the ins and outs of football. How to throw the perfect spiral and properly catch the ball. I go to tackle her to the ground; right as she is about to throw, she falls and lets out a gasp under my weight. I lean down and leave a soft kiss on her lips.
“Do you kiss the opposing players too? I didn’t know football was so… sexual.” She laughs.
“Baby, you have no idea how hard I get from adrenaline after a game,” I whisper back into her ear, and right as I do, the stadium lights go dark, and we are in a pool of black. Only the street lights and the tunnel leading from the school gym to the field can be seen. I get up to my feet, pulling her up along with me. “Race you to the gym,” I say, and her hands leave mine, and I feel the shift in the air of her moving fast toward the tunnel. “This is going to be fun,” I say before I begin chasing after her.
thirty-seven
abigail
Imakeittothe back of the workout room before Ryan, and I hide behind the weight bench, crouched down. He enters and flicks the lights off in the room. The only light now is the glow of the red exit signs.
“Abigail?” He asks in a raspy but calm tone.
“Yes, Ryan?”
He sits on a press bench on the opposite side of where I am at. My breathing picks up as he stares right at me, and our eyes meet. However, he acts as if he doesn't see me at all. Maybe he doesn't in the darkness, but I see him clear as day.
“I know you had sex with both Parker and Colin.” All air dissipates from my lungs, and my body becomes clammy and guilt—my god, the weight of the guilt I feel is debilitating. “Abbs?”
Shakily, “Yes, Ryan?”
“There’s a reason why I wanted you last,” he says. “You see, Abigail, I am not kink-obsessed like Parker, and I don’t know how to make love to you like Colin. You needed to experience both of them before having me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been ready.” His words wreak havoc on my body as tingles and shivers go up and down my spine. What does he mean?
“Ryan?” I ask as I stand from where I was hiding. “What are you trying to say?”
“Abigail, you will be my first.” He pauses, and I try to think what he means.
He is not a virgin; I mean, he can’t be a virgin.
“I have my sexual desires that I have played out, and I’ve had many women, but I’ve never allowed myself to fully commit to any of them. I had always stopped before it got to that point, leaving them wanting more, but I had no more I could give. There has been no other woman in my life that I have wanted, needed, craved. I knew I was always meant for you. But the way I fuck, you wouldn’t have been ready. I still worry you’re not ready.” He leans back and stretches his arms above his head, his shirt showing the muscles it was hiding underneath.
