When Haley pulled into my driveway, I got up from the rocking chair on my porch and made my way over to her. My toe didn’t hurt anymore, but it didn’t matter.

Coach Harris had not given me permission to rejoin my teammates. They were doing good without me, advancing up the brackets as the playoffs approached.

I saw Billy in the passenger seat next to her. What is he doing here? I wondered. He had helped my parents with their restaurant, and I was so grateful for it.

As they got out of the car, I nodded my head in his direction. He raised a hand. Haley rushed over, a bounce in her step and a smile on her face.

“What’s up, sunshine?” I asked as she threw her arms around me.

“This,” she said then kissed me on the lips.

“Come on, you two,” Billy said.

I stepped to the side of Haley and put my arm around her waist.

“You’re a fucking hero, man,” I said to Billy.

“I’m not sure about all that.”

“No, seriously. You’ve saved me so much money. For the first time in years, they don’t need money from me to keep the restaurant going.”

“Just doing my job,” he said. “And Haley helped.”

“You did most of the hard stuff.”

“Speaking of hard, we should get to the stadium. You think it’s late enough?”

I turned my attention to Haley.

“Should be,” she said. “If not, we can wait on the field. I’ll leave the shutter open a few seconds, which should give us some interesting shots.”

“You’re the magician,” I said, giving her a squeeze.

“Let’s go,” Billy said as he walked over to her car and got in the back seat.

Haley and I followed him.

“Eighty-grand to fix my car,” I said.

“Get out of here.”

“Insurance will cover it, but I’m betting my rates will go up.”

“That’s insane,” she said. “You could buy forty of my cars for that money.”

I opened the passenger door and got inside. She walked around the front of the car, looking more beautiful than ever before. When she got behind the steering wheel, I reached over and put my hand on her thigh, squeezing it.

She glanced over and smiled as she turned the key in the ignition. The car fired to life, sputtered, then died.

“Here we go,” Billy said from the back seat.

“Don’t tease Tamara,” Haley said.

“Tamara?” I asked, confused.

“Tamara Taurus, my car.”

“We need to find you a new car,” I said. “Something nice.”

“We’ll see. For now, I’m happy to be in love and doing what I love.”

“You can buy me a new car,” Billy said from the back seat.

Haley laughed. The car fired to life, and we were on our way.

“I was only half-joking,” Billy said.

“With the help you gave my parents, I might just take you up on that, but it would be something small and affordable.”

“You get a car, you get a car, you get a car,” Billy said.

“Who do you know at the stadium?” I asked him over my shoulder.

“His name is Brett, a good friend of mine.”

“As long as Coach Harris doesn’t find out, we’ll be okay.” I glanced over at Haley. “Last time you took photos of me, bad things ended up happening.”

“These will be good. You’ll never let me live that down, will you?”

“Maybe not,” I teased.

Haley put her hand on my thigh and squeezed. We all sat silently the rest of the drive. As the stadium came into view, I made a silent vow to do whatever it took to play again.

“Park over there,” Billy said, sitting on the edge of the back seat with his hands on top of the front seats.

“Here?” Haley asked.

“Yeah. That’s good. I’ll be right back. If I wave, the coast is clear.”

“Thanks again, Billy. I owe you one.”

“Don’t mention it. I’m here for my own reasons too.”

“Thank you for letting me take these photos and take a crack at saving your image online,” Haley said as Billy opened the back door and got out.

“Trust is the foundation of any good relationship.”

She leaned over and kissed me.

“I still don’t see how you’ll get any good shots without a flash.”

“Trust me,” she said.

I did, damn near completely.

“Crap, he’s waving. Let’s go,” she said.

We exited the car and walked over to the service door. She had a camera strapped around her neck and a big bag of other photographer stuff.

Billy motioned for us to hurry.

What the hell? I jogged with Haley the final fifty feet.

“What’s wrong?” Haley asked.

“He’s spooked, but it will be okay.”

“Spooked?” I asked, looking at the white, windowless door.

It opened, and a thin man with dreadlocks appeared. His eyes darted back and forth between the three of us standing outside.

“Come on, Brett. It’ll be fine,” Billy said as he touched the man’s arm.

“I could lose my job if we’re caught.”

“We won’t get caught,” I said. “I’ll give you an autograph.”

“I don’t want your fucking autograph,” Brett said. “You have cash, right?”

“Let’s go inside, and we can work something out,” Billy said, his hand slipping to the man’s ass.

“Not here, in front of them,” Brett gasped.

I turned to look at Haley and nodded as if we were having a conversation.

“How about those Buckeyes this year, huh?” she asked.

“You’re the best,” I said, putting my hands on her waist.

She smiled. I kissed her.

“Let’s go, lovebirds,” Billy hissed from the open doorway.

Brett had gone inside. I stepped back and waved my arms for her to go first. We walked inside the stadium and stopped a few feet down a hallway. The landing docks were in the storage area to the left, along with an office for the man who managed it all.

“I’ll be back in about an hour, two tops,” Billy said.

“No synchronizing our watches?” Haley teased.

Billy turned and walked down the hallway.

“Crap. Where are we?” Haley asked.

“Follow me.”

I stepped past her, stopping at the first door to the left.

“Are we headed to the field? That’s where I can get the best shots.”

“Not yet,” I said. “This is the warehouse for supplies.”

“Um, okay. And why are we here?”

I grinned and opened the door.

“Step inside, and you’ll find out.”

Her green eyes twinkled as she slipped through the doorway. I followed, taking her hand as we walked between tall racks stacked with boxes full of all sorts of essentials to keep the stadium going.

I led her to the back and turned on the lights for that section. She glanced around the area, stacked with boxes against the walls.

“Where do you want me?” I asked.

“I don’t know. You’ve got me all confused. I thought we would be on the field, and…”

She stopped talking as I stripped off my shirt and flexed my arms, causing my pecs to pop.

“I don’t want to do naked ones outside. We’ll get to the field, but I want you to know I trust you.”

As she set her bag down, I kicked my shoes off, sending them flying.

“Hold on,” she said. “Slow down. Let’s make this good.”

“Tell me what to do.”

“Act casual.”

I dropped my hands to my side. The camera flash went off repeatedly.

“That’s it,” she said.

“I feel like I’m in a porn shoot or something.”

“Well, you kinda are.”

I tried on a few poses, stopping to give her time to take a photo of each one. She continued snapping photos as I put my thumbs in the waist band of my pants and pulled them down.

“Damn,” she said, moving closer.

“Don’t you have a zoom lens?”

She lowered her camera, exposing her brilliant eyes.

“That day on the field, when you swerved to avoid hitting me…”

“Yeah?”

“You were behind the lens and far away. We’ve come so far now, and I want to be close to you.”

She lifted the camera, the strap lifting above her head. I stepped forward as she set it on the floor. Our bodies pressed together as our lips touched. Her moans filled the air.

“Shh. Not too loud,” I whispered.

I watched as she stepped back, taking off her clothes.

“We should hurry too.”

“I love you’re as horny as me.”

“Shh,” she said, nodding toward my crotch. “Get those off.”

I slid my pants down as she got out of hers. Dressed only in panties and a bra, she embraced me again, our lips touching, tempting and teasing.

As she stuck her hand down the front of my boxer-briefs, I reached around and undid her bra. It slipped away, exposing her beautiful breasts, her nipples hardening before my eyes.

I sucked at one, never able to get enough of the taste or texture, the way she moaned as I nibbled and licked. She stroked my cock as I got my fill of her left breast and moved to the other.

My kisses made their way back to her face, those soft, full lips. I stepped back and slipped her panties down. She stared at me, her eyes open so wide as she took it all in.

I stepped forward, my arms wrapping around her naked body. I kissed her again, harder, urgently. She grabbed my cock, and I slid my hand between her legs, feeling her wetness.

I picked her up in my arms and took a few steps. Leaning her back against a stack of boxes, I readjusted my grip after tossing her up a few inches in the air.

Her arms resting on my shoulders, she stared into my eyes. Our heads bent as we kissed again, my cock rubbing against her pussy.

She wrapped her thighs around me as my cock stiffened, throbbing against her softness.

I lifted her higher. The tip of my dick slipped into her tightness and she moaned and pressed her head against mine, nibbling on my ear lobe as my cock slid in even deeper.

“Yes,” she whispered, as I pressed deeper inside of her, shuddering in pleasure as she quivered around me. I lifted her up, my cock sliding out again. The friction left me breathless, as I fucked her faster, harder, deeper.

“Yes,” she purred encouragingly in my ear.

“Fuck me,” she groaned. I glanced around and saw a box closer to the ground. She squealed as I stepped over to the box, hoping it was sturdy enough to hold our weight.

Here goes nothing, I thought, sitting down with her still inside me. The cardboard gave away underneath us. She screamed, hanging onto me as we tumbled backward.

“It’s full of jerseys or something, I think.”

“I don’t care,” she said, grinding against me.

I threw my arms around her back, squeezing tight as she rode me. My dick got even harder as I got closer to the edge. The sensation of being buried inside of her drove me wild, threatening to send me crashing and exploding.

The thought of getting caught also turned me on, making each moment even more intense. She kissed my neck, her breasts rubbing against my chest, my body on fire with each thrust inside of her.

“That’s it,” I cooed, trying to hold back.

She rocked harder, faster, and with more ferocity. I placed my hands on the side of her head, staring into her eyes as our bodies moved as one.

After everything we’d been through together in such a short time, I loved her even more than I ever could have imagined when we were kids.

What were the odds of us even meeting again? It was as if fate wasn’t done with us.

She slowed down, grinding against me, her palms on my chest. Her eyes squinted, and she cried out.

“Toby!” she panted, her pussy squeezing around me, her hips flailing wildly.

I smiled, still stuffing my cock into her even deeper. My entire body abuzz, I let myself go. As she stopped shaking, moaning quieter, I came, thrusting deep inside her.

“Yes, baby,” she purred, her voice shooting right through me.

My body bucked of its own accord as I came down, gently floating back to earth as she stared into my eyes and smiled larger than Christmas morning.

“We destroyed this box,” she said, giggling.

I smiled so hard my cheeks hurt.

She carefully climbed off me.

“I love you, Toby.”

“I love you, too, Haley,” I said, peering deeply into her beautiful eyes. I wanted to reach into her soul and drown her with my love everyday. She smiled up at me, her eyes twinkling with joy.

“So, can I see the photos and decide if I want you to keep them?” I asked, reality crashing back around us.

“The photos? Oh, yeah, those.”

I slipped out of her and stood up, walking over to the camera on the floor and picking it up.

“You want to take any more?” I asked, handing her the camera as I stood over her, my cock dangling between my legs.

“No, but I appreciate why you did this tonight,” she said, smiling.

“Yeah?”

She nodded.

“I think so.”

“Well, I wanted you to take more naked photos of me to let you know I still trust you. Just keep a closer eye on them this time, okay?”

“I will,” she said, grabbing her panties. “I promise.”

I gathered my clothes and put them on, wanting to get home and take a shower or sleep. The week ahead would be difficult with no practice, but I’d get to spend more time with Haley.

“I wish you would have kept a copy of those other ones,” I said, after putting on my shirt.

“Photos like those I don’t make copies. These new ones are never leaving my sight. Ever.”

She pressed her body against mine. I kissed her as if we would never see each other again.

“You coming back to my house?” I asked.

“I’d love to,” she said.

“Should we go find Billy?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“He’ll be busy with Brett. Let’s go.”

“Stop and buy a car on the way home?”

“This late?” she laughed.

“I have connections.”

“Maybe tomorrow,” she said, smiling.

We went outside to her car. As she drove toward my house, I stared out the passenger window, wondering what the next week would bring for us. Only good, I hoped. We deserved it.