Page 40 of Sins of a Husband

The school bell rings,signaling the end of class. I quickly gather my things—a purse and stack of textbooks—from my desk and head to my locker. Walking down the bustling hall, I feel a sense of relief, knowing that I'll see Jack, my boyfriend, waiting for me at my locker. When I reach it, I find him leaning casually against the metal door with a charming grin.

"Hey there, beautiful," he greets me.

"Hi," I reply with a smile and lean in for a kiss.

I open my locker, shove my heavy books inside, and then pull out only what I need for my next class.

“Did you finish your paper last night?” I ask.

“Yeah. But I don’t think Mr. Jacobs is going to like it. It’s all about football.”

“Of course it is.” I laugh.

Jack is tall and lean, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. His sandy blonde hair is messy yet effortlessly attractive, and his bright blue eyes sparkle in thesunlight. He is the quarterback of our high school’s football team. Jack lives and breathes football—a sport that consumes him entirely. His talents have caught the eye of top scouts from around the country, who watch his every move with awe and admiration. He’s every girl’s dream—my dream.

We have been wrapped up in each other's arms for nearly a year, lost in the intoxicating embrace of teenage love. He is my first and only. Losing my virginity to him was the best night of my life.

He hooks his arm around me as we walk down the hall, heading to the English class that we have together.

The final bell rings as we walk into the classroom and take our seats next to each other.

“Good afternoon, students. Please get your papers out, and I will walk by and collect them,” Mr. Jacobs says.

He walks by the desk and grabs the paper I wrote. He turns to Jack’s desk and grabs his.

“Football? Why am I not surprised, Mr. Dillard?”

Jack shrugs.

While Mr. Jacobs stands at his podium, discussing Romeo and Juliet, I discreetly pass a note to Jacob.

Am I still coming over tonight since your parents are out of town?

Jacob looks at me and winks. I smile like a teenage girl in love because I am.

The bell rings, and school is over. Jacob and I grab our notebooks and leave the room.

“I have to get ready for football. I’ll swing by and pick you up after practice.” He kisses my lips.

“I can’t wait.” I smile.

“Me either, babe.”

Normally, Jack would drive me home after school since my car was in the shop. But since he has practice, I catch a ride with my best friend, Kourtney.

“Wanna hang out later?” Kourtney asks, pulling into my driveway.

“Jack’s parents are out of town, and I’m going over there tonight, which reminds me. I’m going to tell my mom that I’m spending the night over your house because your mom is working the night shift at the hospital, and you don’t want to be alone. We can hang out tomorrow.”

“Okay. I’ll be your cover for sexy time with your boyfriend.” She grins.

“Thanks for the ride. I’ll talk to you later.”

I step through the front door of my home and drop my backpack on the floor.

“Kat, is that you?” I hear my mother shout from upstairs.

“Yeah.” I walk into the kitchen and grab a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

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