Taylor and I were escorted to our seats and shocked to find we were so close to the pitch. Taylor was over the moon to have a first class shot of Luc’s ass the whole game, and when he’d peeled his shirt off and wiped his face with it at halftime, I think she’d almost fainted on the spot.

Jenson had been the perfect flirty charmer throughout, casting me sideways glances, a few winks, and even blew me a kiss after he’d scored his first goal.

There were three more coming, so he’d blown me a lot of kisses.

With only 20 seconds left in the game Luc, Jenson, and another teammate had powered down the field on a breakaway and landed the last and final goal, cementing their title as MLS Cup champs.

I’d clapped uproariously, so excited for Jenson. All the hard work and hours of practice time he put in had paid off in a big way. The crowd paused and shuffled around as Jenson’s team lingered on the field, the PA announcing all the players and their positions, before naming an MVP.

They’d saved the best for last. I shouldn’t have been surprised.

The announcer passed Jenson the mic after he’d congratulated him, asking for a few words. After thanking the fans and his teammates, saying he couldn’t score a single goal without their persistent support, his eyes turned to me, and my stomach dropped.

“Oh no.” I covered my mouth, my cheeks flaming. “He’s going to—”

“And to the very special girl from the other night.” Jenson’s eyes sparkled as he spoke, that cocky grin that took my breath away lifting one side of his face. “I found her. She even came to watch me play,” he boasted endearingly. “Seat 22.”

The overhead camera panned the crowd, then found my scarlet face. Taylor sat beside me with a big goofy grin and waved enthusiastically.

“There’s something for you under your seat, Bethany.”

His words froze my hammering heart.

“Look under your seat. Everyone is watching,” Taylor grunted out of the corner of her mouth through a smile.

I bent, dreading every single second of having thousands of pairs of eyes trained on me all thanks to him and his damn dogged persistence.

Didn’t he know he’d already won me? I’d never stood a chance long term against his beautiful smile and sweetness.

My hands felt around until they landed on a box.

Lifting it into my lap, I saw the small white rectangle was wrapped in a neon pink and glitter bow.

This wasn’t looking good.

“Open it.” His sexy tenor rumbled through the crowd, and it was actually a wonder every woman in that place didn’t melt into a hormonal puddle.

I pulled the ribbon, letting it fall, and lifted the lid slowly.

Please don’t be panties. Please don’t be panties.

“Chocolates.” I smiled brightly, relief pulsing through my system.

“What's this?” My sister lifted the corner of the tissue paper nestled beneath the chocolates. “Oh my God.” She covered her giggle.

My eyes shot down to inspect them closer.

Nestled beneath the decadent little chocolates was a pair of panties.

“Those are edible panties.” Taylor burst out into a full belly laugh.

She was right, and I was mortified.

“The man does gifts well, you gotta give him that.”

“There’s a note, too.” I lifted it and read.

Dinner. Just you and me, tonight. Say yes. J

A smile turned up my lips when I finished.

I knew what my answer would be. I knew what it would always be.

“What do you say, Bethany?” he asked over the sound system.

The crowd was cheering by now, chanting our names as I sat riveted, my eyes locked with his.

Damn if all his grand gestures hadn’t worn me down. His charm, his words, and his gentle spirit rocking my world.

I had a thousand and one reasons to tell him no, but none of them were good.

“Yes,” I whispered. I finally jumped out of my seat and did the one thing I’d been itching to do the entire game.

I ran to him.

All the way across the field I sprinted until he dropped the mic at his feet and opened his arms, hoisting me up to his waist and taking my lips in a long kiss. Every person in that stadium erupted in cheers, rising to their feet, while—as I was told later—the monitor zoomed in on our passionate lip lock and sent hearts floating around our heads on the giant screen.

Mortifying.

Thrilling.

The very best day of my life.

I had a feeling there would be so many more great days coming with Jenson around.

“Glad you said yes to dinner?” Jenson locked his hand in mine and pulled it over his bare chest, out bodies still heaving from orgasms as we lay in his bed hours later.

“You haven't fed me yet.” I laughed, then turned over, my hair falling over my shoulder and across his body while my eyes devoured his dark skin. “I'm feeling a little abused,” I wiggled, “in the best ways.”

Jenson shoved a hand through my hair and pulled me to him in a possessive kiss. “I'll feed you something alright.” He murmured and caused me to nearly burst out in laughter.

“I'm not sure if you're charming or corny.”

“Both.” He planted a kiss on my forehead. “I'm glad you're back. I can die a happy man if I can go to bed with you in my arms every night and bury myself between your sweet thighs every morning.”

“Such a charmer.” I teased before straddling his waist, his hands clutching at my hips as I pushed his impressive erection between my legs again.

“Why Bethany, you look almost insatiable.” He arched his hips and pulled me down to him in another kiss just as he slid his cock deep into my body. His mouth caught the errant moans falling out of my throat as his hands roamed my skin, lighting every nerve on fire.

“I'm glad you didn't stop.”

“Mm, stop what?” He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, his eyes focused on the place our bodies connected.

“Hounding me for that date.” I grinned and rocked against him, enjoying every long, thick inch of him buried inside me.

“Hounding?!” His barrel laugh sent vibrations rolling through my clit.

“I think I was starved for you Jenson Abbot, and I didn't even know it.” I grinned, covering his gorgeous smile in another kiss.

“So that means you'll stay?”

“Mm, I'll stay tonight.”

“And tomorrow?”

“You're a tough negotiator.” I grinned, my palms planted on his broad chest. “But I'll stay tomorrow too.”

“Exactly what I like to hear.” His hands fisted in my hair and pulled me to him, his teeth attacking my throat and soothing away the little nips with gentle laps of his tongue. “Now I just have to convince you into forever.”