Ethan’s POV
Mia was pushing me all day, and she knew it.
During stretches she bent lower than necessary, her ass high, shorts riding up enough that I had to clench my jaw to keep from staring. When she drank from her bottle, she wrapped her lips around it like she was sucking me off, her eyes sliding to mine with that wicked little smirk.
Every move was a dare. Every glance was a challenge.
I barked commands louder than usual, trying to stay in control. My wolf growled inside me, restless, begging to take her right there on the field with the students watching. But I kept it together, barely.
By the time practice ended, I was a storm inside. She bounced up to my car, humming like she was innocent, sliding into the passenger seat with her shorts still clinging to her thighs. I
