One year later

 

 

The first game of the season was always deafening with fans inviting the teams back. The Florida Sharks were playing at home against the Colorado Stallions. I sat in a VIP box with Kyle, ready to watch the game.

This game was very nostalgic to me. Last year, when they played the Stallions, everything had gone up in the air, and it was there that our journey to being together had started. It wasn’t the same now, of course. We weren’t in Denver, and Jacob and I had been together for a year. But it was still a prolific game to me.

“The atmosphere is insane,” Kyle said next to me. I nodded, glancing at him. He looked good, neatly dressed in jeans and a collared shirt. He’d gotten a haircut earlier, and he was clean-shaven.

About two months after Jacob and I had started dating officially, Jacob had asked me to move in with him. We had come to an agreement that Kyle would stay in my apartment, looking after the place at a very low price, provided he tried to pick himself up. I had expected him to get a minimum wage job somewhere and help a bit with rent.

Instead, he’d outdone himself. He’d gone back to college and studied a management degree part-time while he worked as a busboy. As soon as he qualified, he applied for the management position where he’d been working for the time he’d been studying, and they’d hired him because they’d seen his dedication. Kyle ran the restaurant now while the owner traveled, and he was in the process of leasing my apartment over from me.

I couldn’t be happier. He’d really picked himself up, and he didn’t turn to alcohol or drugs at all now. He had a purpose. He had created a life for himself in the wake of his destruction, and I didn’t worry about him anymore.

I turned my attention back to the field where the teams were running out. Jacob was third from the front, and he looked good. He was in peak condition, and the team relied on him now for the wins. In the past year, he had become a true Shark, and he was loved and adored by fans and players alike.

Markus Spears had been traded to the New York Tiger, and we hadn’t heard from him again unless it was about game stats. Jacob’s past had been buried under his successes and our relationship. Sure, there would be days when it resurfaced again. Your past was never just in your past when you were famous. But, it didn’t haunt him anymore, and it didn’t affect his present. What more could a man ask for?

The game went well and by halftime, the score was forty-seven to fifteen. They were going to steamroll these Stallions right back to Denver.

Jacob walked onto the field before the halftime entertainment started and a spotlight zeroed in on him.

“What’s happening?” I asked Kyle.

He only shrugged at me, but he was smiling.

“Kina and Kyle Peterson, please come down to the field,” Jacob said, his voice booming over the loudspeakers.

“What is this?” I asked.

Kyle shrugged. “I don’t know, but I guess we better get going. The world is watching.”

I swallowed hard and followed Kyle through the corridors that eventually led us to the tunnel that opened onto the field. When Jacob saw me, he grinned. I thought being in front of all these people would be intimidating, but the lights were so bright, I hardly saw them. I could only hear their roar when we walked out onto the field.

“First,” Jacob said. “I want to award Kyle with this team jersey.”

He held up a team jersey with his name and number on it and the crowd when while. Kyle clapped Jacob on the back and accepted the jersey, pulling it on. He turned around and pointed at the number and the crowds went wild.

“Why did you keep this secret from me?” I asked Jacob.

He grinned at me. “You’ll see, babe.”

He pressed the mic to his lips again and music started playing over the sound system. For a moment, I thought he was going to start singing, but then he dropped to one knee.

“Oh, my God,” I said, clapping my hands to my mouth. The crowds roared.

“Kina Peterson, love of my life,” Jacob said into the mic. “Will you marry me?” He held out a velvet box.

The whole world was watching. The stadium was full and cameras all over the world were trained on my face. This was the most elaborate proposal I had ever heard of. And I knew exactly what to say.

I grabbed the mic from Jacob. “Yes!”

The crowd exploded, and it was like thunder. Jacob took the ring out of the box and slid it onto my finger. The diamond was so big, it was almost overkill. Almost, but not quite. I was laughing and crying at the same time, and Jacob got to his feet to pull me against him. He spun me around, dipped me, and kissed me.

When he planted me back on my feet, I was giddy with happiness, dizzy with the dip. Kyle looked at me, grinning from ear to ear.

“You knew about this,” I said.

Kyle laughed and nodded. “And I’m more than happy to have gained a brother,” he said.

He gave Jacob a man hug, the two men clapping each other on the backs.

“My sweetheart, I have to get back to winning this game,” Jacob said, pulling me against him again. “But I will see you afterward, and we will seal the deal.”

He winked at me.

When we left the field, the crowd was still going mad. I made my way to our seats, feeling like I was walking on air.

Brian and Sadie, and Hanson and Lacey, came over to congratulate us. Liam was with them, babbling up a storm.

“I can tell you’re so happy,” Lacey said, as she hugged me.

“Yes!” I told her. “I never knew falling in love could be so great.”

“See?” she asked. “I told you so. You should listen to your best friend more often.”

“Yes, I really should,” I agreed.

The Sharks won. The score was ridiculous, they were so far ahead. They could have called the game halfway through; it was pointless for the Stallions to even try to catch up.

“I’m going home,” Kyle said. “I have work in the morning, and I’m tired.”

I nodded and hugged my brother.

“Congratulations, sis,” Kyle said. “I’m so happy for you. Jacob’s a great guy.”

I smiled and thanked him. Jacob really was the best guy.

I made my way down to the locker room where the boys were getting showered and dressed after their game. I waited outside. One by one, the men came out. They all congratulated me, hugging me, kissing me on the cheek. It felt like we were one big family.

When Jacob didn’t show, I knocked on the locker room door and opened it.

“There you are,” I said and stepped in. Jacob was the only one left. I reached for the door and locked it.

Jacob grinned at me, noticing what I’d did.

“I was looking for you,” I said.

I walked to him and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close for a deep kiss. He was freshly showered and smelled like soap and clean clothes. I felt his erection against my hip. I reached between our bodies and stroked him, rubbing my hand up and down his shaft.

Jacob made a growling noise at the back of his throat. And pulled my shirt up roughly, pulling down the cup of my bra and exposing my breast. He took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, grazing me lightly with his teeth. I gasped and tipped my head back.

While he sucked on me, his fingers pushed into my pants, and he started working them over my hips. He was getting me naked, and I liked it. Jacob had to step back to finish the job. My pants were on my knees, and I pulled his down in front, pulling out his dick.

I ran my hand up and down it a few times, jacking him off. He groaned, his pupils dilated.

When he reached between my legs, we could both tell how wet I was. Lust overtook him, and Jacob guided me backward until my back hit the wall. I kicked off my shoes while he put on a condom.

My pants pulled off my leg as I lifted it and Jacob wrapped his hand around my thigh. He pinned me against the wall with his body, his cock against my pussy. I helped him to my entrance with my hand, and he pushed into me.

I cried out when he did.

Jacob didn’t start slow, easing me into it. Instead, he pounded into me right away. He fucked me hard, and it was quick and dirty. I loved it when it was like this. Later, he would take me home, and we would make love, but for now, he wanted to fuck me, and I wanted him to claim every inch of me.

I gasped and moaned as he fucked me. He looked me in the eye as he pounded into me, and my orgasm started to grow. I tried to keep it down, but it was hard not to moan and cry out as he penetrated me. The tiles in the locker room and showers didn’t help, either. The sounds of our sex echoed through the large space.

It didn’t matter now, though. If someone heard us, found us out, all that would prove was that we loved each other very much and celebrated our engagement in style. This wasn’t a scandal at all.

I stopped thinking when pleasure washed through my body. An orgasm followed, clenching all my muscles, and I cried out, grabbing Jacob’s shirt in my fists, holding onto him. Jacob orgasmed, too. He emptied himself inside me as I came undone against his body. We orgasmed together, and the connection we made every time we did this was more intense than ever. And it would only get more so.

When I finally calmed down and the orgasm subsided, Jacob pulled out with a grunt. He let my leg down, and I pulled up my pants, fixing what he’d messed up. He fixed his pants, too.

He kissed me, holding my chin with his thumb and his forefinger.

“Let’s go home, baby,” he said. “I want to finish what I started.”

I nodded. Jacob picked up his bag and held out his hand. I ducked under his arm and put my arm around his body. I unlocked the door with my free and together, arm in arm we headed out into the bright light that was our future.

 

Thank you for reading. Bonus books follow for your continued reading enjoyment, including the first two books in the standalone but related “Don’t” series, which tell Lacey and Hanson’s story as well as Brian and Sadie’s story. Enjoy!

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