cushioned lips against mine.
Just as I did the last few times I pick up my ball, line myself up with the markers, take a deep breath and let the ball fall smoothly off my fingers. Unlike the last eleven times, the ball glides a tiny bit more to the right. My whole body freezes and everything goes into slow motion as I wait to see if it’s too far over to be a strike. Once the ball connects with the pins they all slowly fall, except for the tenth pin in the back right corner that is teetering back and forth. My body naturally tilts to the right, mimicking the way I want the pin to fall. I feel like if I just blow on it slightly it’d probably fall over. Finally, after what feels like hours, it falls just as the bar to clear the other pins drops down.
Before I can even grasp what just happened, I feel a large body come up behind me and swoop me up into his arms. At the same time, I feel his soft plump lips push hard against mine.
Holy shit, we’re kissing!
Just as I imagined, his mouth feels like heaven pressed against mine and I’m thankful that he’s holding me because I’m sure I’d have collapsed if I was standing. Even though I was pretty sure my nerves would be running wild and the butterflies on high alert when this moment finally happened, I can’t feel any of it because my body is completely numb.
Pulling his lips away from mine, but still close enough where I can feel his breath on my face, he softly whispers, “That was so frickin amazing.”
I’m not sure what he’s referencing, the perfect game I bowled or the kiss we just shared. Even though bowling a perfect game is frickin amazing as hell, I’d pick our kiss ten times over if asked which felt better.
Chapter 11
After an hour of celebration and an endless amount of congratulatory beers provided by the random townies in the bowling alley–which, by the way, I shared with Collin and Summer, it’s already ten-thirty and flirting with Matt’s curfew. Returning our shoes, and getting a few more pats on the back from people I’ve never seen before, we make our way back out to Collin’s car. The mood going home is much different from the mood when coming. Matt can’t seem to stop staring at me with the most ridiculously adorable grin, Collin, Summer, and I are a little louder than necessary due to the amount of alcohol we’ve consumed, and my questionable thoughts about where Matt and I stand are clearly a question of the past–especially after our mesmerizing kiss that was followed by a few others. If cloud nine really does exist, I’m sitting there very comfortably at the moment.
Even though I know Matt has a big game tomorrow and his coach will be checking in on him soon, my stomach knots when I realize we’ve passed the road that leads to Matt’s house and are heading in the direction of the dorms. I’m aware that every day eventually comes to an end, but today is one that I wish would go on forever. There’s no denying the doubt I feel–that tomorrow I’ll wake up and everything will be back to normal, like this day never really happened. Although I’m starting to believe it’s a possibility, especially after tonight, the thought of having a real relationship with Matthew Jacobs still seems insane and out of the question.
Pulling up outside my building, Matt puts the car in park and gets out of his side to meet me on mine. Grabbing my hand and making my heart race, he walks me to the entrance of my dorm.
“Thanks for tonight,” Matt says once we come to a stop outside the door. He positions himself in front of me, holding my hips with his hands. “For everything,” he adds with a grin.
My head races with all the things he could be thanking me for; meeting Collin and Summer at his house, our kiss, the wonderful night. The list goes on and on–at least for me it does.
“Of course,” I respond, looking up at him with heartfelt eyes.
“I’ve gotta be down at the field early, but the game doesn’t start until noon so
Just as I did the last few times I pick up my ball, line myself up with the markers, take a deep breath and let the ball fall smoothly off my fingers. Unlike the last eleven times, the ball glides a tiny bit more to the right. My whole body freezes and everything goes into slow motion as I wait to see if it’s too far over to be a strike. Once the ball connects with the pins they all slowly fall, except for the tenth pin in the back right corner that is teetering back and forth. My body naturally tilts to the right, mimicking the way I want the pin to fall. I feel like if I just blow on it slightly it’d probably fall over. Finally, after what feels like hours, it falls just as the bar to clear the other pins drops down.
Before I can even grasp what just happened, I feel a large body come up behind me and swoop me up into his arms. At the same time, I feel his soft plump lips push hard against mine.
Holy shit, we’re kissing!
Just as I imagined, his mouth feels like heaven pressed against mine and I’m thankful that he’s holding me because I’m sure I’d have collapsed if I was standing. Even though I was pretty sure my nerves would be running wild and the butterflies on high alert when this moment finally happened, I can’t feel any of it because my body is completely numb.
Pulling his lips away from mine, but still close enough where I can feel his breath on my face, he softly whispers, “That was so frickin amazing.”
I’m not sure what he’s referencing, the perfect game I bowled or the kiss we just shared. Even though bowling a perfect game is frickin amazing as hell, I’d pick our kiss ten times over if asked which felt better.
Chapter 11
After an hour of celebration and an endless amount of congratulatory beers provided by the random townies in the bowling alley–which, by the way, I shared with Collin and Summer, it’s already ten-thirty and flirting with Matt’s curfew. Returning our shoes, and getting a few more pats on the back from people I’ve never seen before, we make our way back out to Collin’s car. The mood going home is much different from the mood when coming. Matt can’t seem to stop staring at me with the most ridiculously adorable grin, Collin, Summer, and I are a little louder than necessary due to the amount of alcohol we’ve consumed, and my questionable thoughts about where Matt and I stand are clearly a question of the past–especially after our mesmerizing kiss that was followed by a few others. If cloud nine really does exist, I’m sitting there very comfortably at the moment.
Even though I know Matt has a big game tomorrow and his coach will be checking in on him soon, my stomach knots when I realize we’ve passed the road that leads to Matt’s house and are heading in the direction of the dorms. I’m aware that every day eventually comes to an end, but today is one that I wish would go on forever. There’s no denying the doubt I feel–that tomorrow I’ll wake up and everything will be back to normal, like this day never really happened. Although I’m starting to believe it’s a possibility, especially after tonight, the thought of having a real relationship with Matthew Jacobs still seems insane and out of the question.
Pulling up outside my building, Matt puts the car in park and gets out of his side to meet me on mine. Grabbing my hand and making my heart race, he walks me to the entrance of my dorm.
“Thanks for tonight,” Matt says once we come to a stop outside the door. He positions himself in front of me, holding my hips with his hands. “For everything,” he adds with a grin.
My head races with all the things he could be thanking me for; meeting Collin and Summer at his house, our kiss, the wonderful night. The list goes on and on–at least for me it does.
“Of course,” I respond, looking up at him with heartfelt eyes.
“I’ve gotta be down at the field early, but the game doesn’t start until noon so
Similar Books
