Page 32 of Honey Undone
The lights in the stadium had already been flickered on for the late game and they buzzed in excitement alongside the crowd. Everyone was ready for a fight.
Philly’s team was already fully immersed in their warm ups, and I could feel the animosity rolling off Dean as we took them in.
“Focus,” Coach barked, a loud clap from his clipboard against the side of the dugout brought us all back from the edge. “No fights today, I don’t give a shit if they say the most heinous crap you’ve ever heard. Beat them on the scoreboard and send them home for good.”
“Can we kick their asses in the parking lotafterthe game?” Cael asked, perched over the banister of the dugout with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Win the game and you can do whatever the fuck you want, kid.” Coach stared him down. “But you don’t do it on my field. Understand me?”
“Understood, Coach.” The team erupted.
“Go stretch, you’ve got fifteen.” He snapped and we all jolted into action. Van came up behind me and leaned over against the banister until I could see his face equipped with a goofy, mischievous smile.
“What?” I asked, tightening the straps around my calf.
“Your girl.” His eyes drifted up past the dugout to the seats behind the backstop. She was facing Cosy with a bright smile on her face, in my fucking jersey looking prettier than I’d ever seen her. Her dark hair was down around her face in massive, messy waves and all I wanted to do was find out what sound she made when I pulled it.
Focus, Jensen.I said to myself,focus on the game, not the girl.
Butthegirl… my heart skipped a beat.
The goddamn girl.
“Field,” Dean snapped. “No funny business,” Dean warned, tugging on my collar.
“Yes, Cap,” I said mindlessly, my eyes still on her.
I hated how quickly my concentration on the game disappeared and how quickly my determination to have Adeline appeared. Cosy’s words rattled around in the empty space.Take it.
“He’s going to do something stupid, isn’t he?” Dean’s concern was palpable as I walked out of the dugout to my spot. I carried my cage in my hand, tucking it under my arm as I looked at Adeline in the stands.
The smug look on her face made my dick hard.
“Van,” the desperation was thick as I turned to him and he jogged up behind me, “warm up with Logan for a minute?” I asked.
“Remember when we all said multiple times to behave?” Van said.
“Stall for five minutes and then I‘ll take over,” I all but begged him. “Five minutes!”
“You’re taking the heat once Coach and Dean see what’s happening.” Van shrugged and turned, getting Josh’s attention to warm up.
I looked back to the stands, inhaling slowly, trying to push down the immense sexual frustration and decided that today was the day I was going to take it.
I hooked my finger at her and she pointed to herself like there was a chance I was talking to anyone else. I nodded, my jaw tight as she shook her head no and her smile grew.
Brat.
“Come here,” I said loudly, “please?”
Cosy choked on her pop and looked over at Adeline like I had just confessed my feelings instead of asking her to simply come over and talk to me. Cosy nudged Adeline who never broke eye contact urging her to go.
“You’re going to get in trouble again,” she said, leaning forward in her seat.
“It’s important, come here,” I said again, that time she rose from her spot and moved toward the backstop. She leaned against the cage, “I need you to take the jersey off.”
“What?” She laughed.
“I’ll get you a new one but you have to take it off now, it’s not funny anymore,” I said quietly enough that she moved closer just to hear me and she looped her fingers into the cage. “Bingo,” I whispered under my breath. I wrapped my fingers over hers and felt her tense, trying to move away. “What time am I picking you up for our date tomorrow?” I asked her loudly.
