I laugh as I sprint through the trees, glancing behind me repeatedly as I run. I see no-one, but I know he’s there; I can feel the prickle on my skin telling me he’s close, a physical awareness that only comes from the football star’s presence.
A yelp rips from my lips when a hard body suddenly slams into me from the side. Arms wrap around me as I fall into the leaves. A rough hand cradles the back of my head, protecting me as we roll over and over before finally coming to a halt. I end up on my back, looking up at the popular athlete as he straddles my hips, pinning me to the ground. His hair is a sexy windblown mess as he grins down at me with a goofy smile.
‘Caught you’ he murmurs playfully, his tone one of triumph. His smile widens as I twist my hips, trying to throw him off so I can
