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I moan as he grinds against me, he pulls back slightly and does it again before positioning himself at my opening. Landon pushes forward enough so his head goes inside and then stops. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He repeats.

I want to tell him to shut up this time but I don’t, I can’t. Landon pulls out and then enters me again. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He says again. “You get this look on your face that I can’t describe when I’m inside you…it cripples me.”

I try turning my head away from him not wanting to be under his gaze but Landon puts both of his large hands on either side of my face. “Look at me. When are you going to start seeing what I see?”

“One day.”

“Today.”

Landon pushes all the way in and I cry out from the pleasure. We make love so slow that I’m convinced my body has become boneless when he’s done. He’s completely worked my entire body from head to toe. Never would I have thought that Landon Hayes, the bad boy himself, would ever fall for me.

He may have taken my virginity but he didn’t give me his. I know that Landon has been with other girls but he doesn’t flaunt it in my face. He makes me feel like I’m the only one there ever has been. He tells me I’m the only one who matters when I try to talk to him about his past. I both love and hate him for it.

“You’re mine, baby.” Landon says when he comes back from using the bathroom.

“Forever.” I answer and place a kiss on his chest before falling asleep.



December 4, 2010

Game Day



Steven, Cash and Landon are quiet all morning and remain stoic even through breakfast. This is the normal for them. They are in their own heads thinking about the game, getting pumped up.

I get up early and cook everyone, eggs, ham, sausage, bacon, and hash browns for breakfast. The boys need a big breakfast before a big game like this. Landon already started drinking his Gatorade the second his eyes opened. I couldn’t believe he drank last night. Seemed pointless to me to drink and then replenish but that’s Landon.

Once they’re done, the boys take off for school so they can catch the bus to the field with the team. When they leave, the three of us get ready to head to Portland later that morning.

The game at times had me biting my nails but now that we’re in the fourth quarter, the score is 41 to 34 with two minutes left on the play clock, and I feel like I can breathe again.

The guys are all in a huddle right after the two minute warning. Madison, Alexa and I are up on our feet cheering our boys on, our team on, these state champions on. We’re soaked from the rain from head to toe. I can feel my toes surrounded by water every time I jump up.

Cash is trying to run down the clock so even if the Lake Oswego gets the ball back they aren’t going to have time to score. Cash hands the ball off and they make a few plays pushing the game down the field towards their end zone.

There are only seconds left on the clock and I know, I just know, that Cash is going to try to make one last epic pass to close out their season. He wouldn’t be him if he didn’t. They break the huddle and line up, the ball is snapped moments later. Cash steps back in the pocket while Landon sprints down the field. I’m impressed that the boys are playing so well in these cold, rainy conditions. Cash throws the ball deep and Landon, who is down by the twenty-yard line, reaches for the ball.

Madison and Alexa both grab onto my arms and with no time left on the clock Landon hurdles mid-air over a bunch of players and rolls into the end zone.

They won. 47 to 34.

The crowd goes absolutely insane, so much so that I swear I’m not going to be able to hear for a week. Everyone is up on their feet dancing around hugging each other. In this moment no one cares that we’re soaking wet and that our limbs have turned slightly numb and our noses are red.

Canby High School is the state champions for the first time in twenty-two years. What a way to close out the season of our senior year. Another memorable milestone to add to our growing collection. We won’t have this again, not as high school seniors at least, so some celebrating is definitely in our immediate future.

After the game, the boys are whisked on to the bus so most of Canby can congratulate them when they arrive back home. As soon as I spot Landon, I take off for him and jump into his waiting arms.

“I’m so proud of you, baby.” I kiss his lips, his cheeks, and then his lips again.

Landon hugs me so hard it’s impossible to breathe but I don’t care. I’m so fucking proud of him and the whole team for how they played tonight.

Landon sets me down, “You ready to get out of here?”