Page 35 of Heart of Gold
“Goodnight.”
4:15am comes earlier than I expected when my alarm blares on the nightstand. I nearly trip over the bag from the cruise I’ve yet to unpack, and that fucks my mind up. I instantly think about Daisy. I wish I would’ve gotten something to be able to contact her. A number, her fucking instagram handle, anything.
I step into the shower, and let the water run down my head and close my eyes as it flows down my face. I want more with her.
More of everything.
My dick grows hard the more I think of her, and I can’t help but wrap my hand around it.
It’s nearly throbbing as I begin to stroke, thoughts of her filling my head as I work every last drop of cum from my body.
A long sigh escapes me as I breathe her name into the steam. A release I guess I knew I needed before a long day of football and classes.
Thirty minutes later I’m in the weightroom with the team, and I notice Huddy and Remi laughing about something in the corner of the room. I join them, and begin laughing too when I notice that Collins has a bit of a black eye.
“What the fuck happened to him?” I ask.
Remi shrugs, “Guess he ran his mouth to the wrong person.”
I can’t help but smile, “I’ve wanted to punch him on more than one occasion so I believe it.”
Huddy leans in whispering, “I heard he slept with Warren’s girl.”
“Warren?” I question. “As in our senior starting QB Jaylen Warren?”
Huddy nods, “Yep, bold move.”
“That’s fucking wild, but I wouldn’t doubt it.”
“Me neither,” Remi agrees.
“What the fuck are you over here whispering about?” Collins asks, “If you wanna talk shit, do it to my face.”
Huddy laughs, “If you wanna fuck girls, make sure they aren’t dating one of your teammates.”
Collins steps closer, moving toe to toe with Huddy and puffs out his chest, “You don’t know shit. Shut the fuck up.”
Huddy hates confrontation, but he’s a bit of a hothead.
“You shut up or I’ll black your other eye.”
I shake my head, “That’s enough. We’re supposed to be a team. How the fuck are we gonna win a fucking game if we can’t get along.”
I know the guy is dick, but fuck, I didn’t come to Ridge U to lose football games. That’s exactly what is gonna happen if we don’t get it together.
“Always the good guy, huh Richardson?”
I look at him and try to shake the feeling of wanting to punch him in the face. His shirt draws my attention, black and red with a simple athletic lettering. The word Bobcats across the chest.
Instantly my mind goes straight back to Daisy.
Fucking hell.
chapter fifteen
Quinn
Ava and I had fallen into the perfect little roommate routine. In fact, we had actually created our own little on-campus bubble. Our dorm was a safe space and I loved that. Ava didn’t bring random people here, or random guys, and I liked that. I won’t lie and say I wasn’t worried that I’d have some inconsiderate roommate that would bring different guys in every night. I was worried.
