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When I glance back at him, I see him coming toward me instead.
Not sure what to do or say, I feel frozen by the moment.
Tearing off his helmet, he hands it to a guy on the sidelines before he locks back on me, a gleam in his eyes and a smile on his face. My God, he really is a sight to behold.
Jumping, he pulls himself up on the wall with ease.
“There’s my girl.”
I swear it feels like my heart does a full flip inside my chest.
“Are you allowed to be up here?” I ask, watching him throw his leg over the wall and hoist himself the rest of the way up.
“No, but I don’t care. I have something I need to say and I’m going to say it now.” He kneels in front of me because that’s all he really can do. “I love you.”
“I love you.” I choke back a sob, feeling fairly overwhelmed with emotion at the current moment.
“I’m sorry I was so afraid of that, that I let it break us.”
“It’s okay.”
“Now, give me a kiss for good luck.” He winks.
Without having to be told twice, I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him good and proper, for the first time not the least bit concerned with the whistles and hoots our little show gets. Let them watch. Let them see that he’s mine.
“Copeland, get your ass down here now!” one of the coaches yells up at him, breaking the moment.
“I just scored a touchdown in one play, Coach. I’m professing my love up here.” I hear people around us laugh.
“Profess it on your own time. Now let’s go.”
“Sorry, babe.” He gives me a quick peck. “Duty calls.” He turns, hopping back to the field with ease.
“Hey, Copeland,” I call to his back, waiting for him to look at me before continuing. “Win this one for me.”
“For you, I’ll do that and so much more.”
The smile he gives me next is one I will remember until the day I die.
I spend the next three and a half hours cheering on my boyfriend and his teammates, laughing with my best friend, and feeling like I’m finally living for the first time in my life. I don’t think or worry. I just feel. Sometimes, you have to shut your brain off and let your heart lead the way. Somehow that silly organ always seems to know where it truly belongs.
Archer jogs toward me as soon as the clock expires, having defeated the Warriors 42-3. He didn’t just win for me, he annihilated the competition. Not that I expected any less.
“Come here.” He holds his arms out to me as soon as he reaches me, and I waste no time throwing my legs over the wall and letting him help me down onto the field.
Only, my feet never actually hit the field because he never sets me down. I quickly wrap my legs around his middle, my hands going into his sweaty hair.
“Did you enjoy the game?” he asks, running his nose along mine.
“More than you know.” I smile, pressing a kiss to his lips.
“You have no idea how happy you being here has made me,” he murmurs against my mouth.
“You won forty-two to three. I think I know.” I smile, kissing him again.
“Get a room!” one teammate hollers.
“No one wants to see that, Arch,” another says.
