moved me to running back but I hated it. My friend asked me that winter to play on an indoor soccer team. I fell in love with it and to my surprise was pretty good at it too.” “Pretty good?” He was better than pretty good. He flushes red shrugging his shoulders. “I bet you still have the arm” I lean back on my elbows extending my legs. “I don’t throw anymore Maddy.” He picks at some grass tossing it aside. “Come on, you choose the bet?” I coax him. “That’s tempting.” He raises his eyebrows cocking his head to the side deciding my fate. “Alright, if I can throw this piece of popcorn in your mouth you have to kiss me.” “Ok, I guess I should start licking my lips to get them moist.” I know he will get it my mouth. “Do you want to me to stand up or lay down?” “Stay just the way you are. You look comfortable.” He stands a little away from me getting ready to toss the popcorn down towards my mouth. “Come on hot shot” I urge him on. “Hot shot?” He questions. “Well…” “Open up Maddy.” He practices throwing the kernel a couple times. I open my mouth as big as it can go. I might want this kiss more than him at this point. He throws the kernel and it lands smack dab in the middle of my tongue. A smile comes across my face not only because I get to kiss Trent again but I knew he could do it. He has the infamous Basso arm but he also has something unique, the speed of a cheetah. “You ready to pay up Jennings?” He cocks his head. “I’m ready Basso. Remember, only a kiss, keep those hands to yourself.” I joke while Trent leans down crawling up my body until his lips touch mine briefly. I close my eyes in the expectation and he kisses me firmer and more urgent. Our lips open and he grazes his tongue across my bottom lip. We groan into each other’s mouth as our tongues mingle together. Trent slowly stops the kiss by lingering over my lips until his lips are off of mine. I lay on the grass hill full of goose bumps and longing for another bet.
Chapter 8 – Present Day
The cell phone beeps waking me up from a surprisingly blissful sleep in my new bed. Reaching for my phone I am awed again at my newly decorated bedroom. My phone reads seven thirty in the morning making me wonder who on earth is interrupting my ‘vacation’ on the first day. Seeing whom it is I should have known.
Good morning Madgirl! Hope you had a good nights sleep. I will be there at nine. Gabe
Nine? – Maddy
What? No good morning? – Gabe Yes Nine. Dress fitting today. – Gabe
Why would you be going to the dress fitting? – Maddy
Tux fitting at the same place. All groomsman and bridesmaids going together. – Gabe
I can meet you there no worries. – Maddy
I hate to be the bearer of bad news but I have the truck from last night. – Gabe.
Shit. I forgot Trent drove Ian and me home last night. Thank god Ian was with us to keep things platonic.
I am assuming you just realized you have no option here. So, see you at nine. – Gabe
Uh…
See you at nine. – Maddy
I roll over for another half hour sleep only to be interrupted by a knock on my door. “Go away, this is my vacation.” I scream, throwing my pillow at the door. “Madeline? It’s mom.” My mom says from the other side of the door. “Come on in.” I sit up against my headboard. My mom walks in smiling while she looks around my room. “Do you like it?” She asks. “Mom, I love it. It wasn’t necessary though.” I say hoping she doesn’t hear the lying in my voice. “Yes it was Maddy.” She sits on the edge of my bed. “Thank you mom. How did you afford all of it?” I ask playing with my comforter. “As much as I wish I could say I did all this for you. I couldn’t have afforded it. It was a gift from someone.” She stares down at