QUINNNate had returned to school about a week before the championship game, and he'd agreed to sit with me at the stadium. I knew Sheri was worried about him being out in the cold, but the day had actually dawned a little more temperate, and although the air was still chilly, the sun was warm. I promised Sheri that I'd keep my eye on Nate and get him home if he began feeling bad. It felt as though the entire school was crowding the stands, but Gia had saved seats for us. The girls greeted Nate as though they were all long-lost friends, although they didn't know each other well."Dude, about time you're here." Gia folded Nate into a hug. At first he stood stiff, but no one was immune to Gia, I'd found, and in a few seconds, he patted her back, smiling faintly.I introduced him to Gia's friends, and then there wasn't time for anything else. We stood for the anthem and stayed on our feet for kickoff. This time, there wasn't any drama on the field. Matt and Leo played the game as t
LEOA team party after we won the championship game was a given. Matt's grandparents had graciously opened their home to us, and the place was filled. Now whether or not the elder Lamperts knew that they were hosting us was another matter. I knew that they'd been at the game; they'd congratulated both Matt and me on the field. But then they'd taken off for a huge benefit in New York. Matt swore that the party was their idea, but sometimes it was hard to tell where the truth ended and fiction began with Matt.Still ...I wasn't complaining. I was here, surrounded by all of my friends, beer in my hand, and even better? My girl, my Mia Quinn, was on my lap, her sweet little ass nestled over my dick in a way that was making me even hornier than I already was. She'd been a little mysterious since we'd gotten to the party. Not in a bad way, but she'd refused the beer I'd offered her. That wasn't completely weird, because Quinn never drank that much, but she'd also asked me to stick to j
LEOHer hair was down, spilling around her face. Her arms and legs, still sporting a little leftover tan from the summer, were bare. And on her body, she wore my jersey. It was huge on her, of course. Quinn wasn't tiny, by any means, but I was still half a foot taller than her and outweighed her by almost a hundred pounds, probably. The jersey hung low on her shoulders, dipping enticingly between her breasts.She walked toward me, her eyes glued to mine, and then crawled onto the bed, kneeling at the foot. "Baby." I breathed the word and held out one hand. "Look at you. How did you ...where did you get this?"She smiled and lifted one shoulder. The slippery material slid down one of her arms, baring the top of one gorgeous tit. "I had help. And I wanted to be wearing it tonight. Because like you said . . ." She moved closer to me, until her knees rested next to my legs. "Go big or go home, right?"I couldn't wait another moment. Sitting up, I reached for her, hauling her body
QUINNI'd spent my first two years of high school dreaming about being Leo's girlfriend. I'd built some amazing fantasies about what that would look like. None of those dreams even began to touch how wonderful it was. Over that winter, after football ended, we fell into a routine. Leo picked me up for school each day. We ate lunch together, and if I didn't always feel entirely comfortable with his football friends, that was a very small price to pay.Nate wouldn't eat with us, though. The first time I'd asked him, he'd looked at me like I'd sprouted a second head. "You want me to eat with Mike Anders and Brent Collins? No, thanks." I'd felt that familiar tearing sensation, the one that hit me whenever Nate wanted me to do one thing and Leo asked me to do another. I hated having to choose between them. But before I could say anything else, Nate had added, "Don't worry about me. I'm going to start working in the computer lab over lunch anyway."I convinced myself that he wou
QUINNI kept my phone close to me the rest of the night, but I didn't hear from Leo. My mom hadn't gotten any news from Leo's father, either, and we were all worried. Finally, the next morning, I messaged him.Are you okay? What's going on with your mom?Nearly two hours went by before he responded. Not sure. Call you later.Later turned out to be about seven that night, and when I heard Leo's voice through the phone, I wasn't sure whether to be hurt or furious. "Heyyyyyy, Quinn. Come on over, babe. I'm at Matt's. It's a party."I had been sitting at the dinner table with my parents when the call came in, and I marched out of the kitchen and up to my bedroom."Leo, what the hell? Are you drunk?""Maybe a leeetle bit." He laughed, and in the background, I heard the sound of music and other people talking. "I thought you were with your mom. I've been worried about her. And you.""Ah, no, babe. She's gonna be okay. But I miss you. Come on over here, 'kay? Guess what, Matt's
LEO"Dude, you are so fucked." I groaned, holding the pillow to my head. "Danny, get the hell out of my room. Leave me alone.""Oh, you'll thank me later. Get up. Get a shower. Quinn's on her way over, and she's not going to be happy if you're still sleeping off your drunk."I blinked in the sunlight streaming through my windows, as memories of the last few days filtered into my head. Shit. My mom. Driving to Matt's Friday night after I'd left the hospital and getting wasted. We'd both slept the next day away, and then he'd said, "Man, you have to stay for the party. We don't hang enough anymore, all the team together. We need you. Team building, buddy."Somehow that had made sense, and I'd been drunk again by the time most of our friends arrived. I hadn't called Quinn, because I knew she wouldn't be happy; she hadn't wanted to come to Matt's tonight anyway. I was okay with putting off that conversation for a while.But then I'd seen all the guys hooking up. Taking girls up to t
QUINNOnce upon a time, I'd thought that if Leo and I ever got together, if he ever admitted to loving me like I loved him, life would be perfect. We would never fight, and everything would be sunshine and roses. We'd live happily ever after.The last two months had opened my eyes to the absolute absurdity of that way of thinking. Leo loved me, I didn't doubt that. I loved him, more now than I had ever thought possible. Most of the time, he was sweet to me, funny and protective. Before spring football season began, I'd had no doubt that I was Leo's top priority. But lately, I felt like I'd been slipping down that list, until I fell somewhere below football and his friends. And today? Well, today I was furious. I'd already been a little worried about the bullying series, for the very reason Leo had listed. But it was actually going well so far, and our local newspaper had even picked up one of my articles, highlighting a problem in the schools that most people preferred to ignore. I
LEOI was still a little hung over the next morning when my alarm went off. I texted Quinn that I was going in late to school, so she wouldn't be waiting for me to pick her up, but she never responded. I worried about that for about ten seconds before I went back to sleep.By the time I woke up again, it was after lunch. It seemed pointless to drag my ass into school for two classes, so I stayed home, planning to play the sick mom card that had given me so much wiggle room this year. I'd learned that all I had to tell them in the office was that my mom was still in the hospital, and my absence or tardiness was excused. It was like a get-out-of-jail-free card. Not that I wouldn't trade that for my mother being healthy again, of course, but I figured I needed any break I could catch just now.I'd just gotten a shower and was actually getting ready to go see my mother when the doorbell rang. Quinn, I thought. She'd gotten my text and was worried about me. I grinned a little, thinking t