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One moment I’m standing there and the next I’m tackling the bastard to the ground. I raise my fist, bringing it down with a hard slam, hearing bones cracking under the force of my punch. I don’t stop there though. I keep going and going
The urge to tell Landon that I’m happier than I’ve ever been before is so strong. It would be easy to tell him everything and it’d make me feel better to finally cave and tell my closest friend all the shit that has been weighing on me for so long, but something holds me back.
Just tell him that you’re kinda seeing someone and you’re happy. Half truths. You don’t have say who or what the gender is and if it’s a real friend they’ll be happy that you’re happy. 🤷🏽♀️
We won. That’s not surprising considering how far ahead we were, but it’s still great. The crowd is going wild, fans pouring in from the stands to congratulate the team, but I’m not really in the partying spirit.
He lets out a sigh, coming to me and taking a gentle hold of my chin before tilting my face from side to side to look at me. He winces in sympathy when he sees the cut on my brow and the split in my lip. “You need to clean this up.”
“Hands and knees,” he demands, his voice rough as he takes a step back and pumps his cock. “Fuckin’ move.” I shake my head, biting my bottom lip teasingly. “Who’s going to make me?” We just stare at each other, our chests heaving, until we’re suddenly attacking each other.