She's My Everything (Crave and Claimed Book 1) Sam Crescent (good non fiction books to read .TXT) 📖

ran from his cut lip and he used his towel to try to dry it up. “There’s no way I can get on that pitch with them, knowing they don’t take me seriously.” He grabbed his bag and left without a single look back. There was no reason to prolong this shit.

He was done.

Leaving the gym, he pushed his way through the throngs of people in his way. He looked left and right, knowing who he was searching for and not stopping until he got to her.

Everyone moved out of his way after one person stumbled into a couple of people, sending them to their knees.

He rounded the corner and there she was.

Laylah stood at John’s locker. The three friends all laughing together.

Becky nudged her and Laylah turned to look at him. Her frown followed him. He closed the distance, not caring who saw or what people would say.

He cupped her face, tilting her head back, and slammed his lips down on hers. The world faded and he didn’t care.

All he wanted, all he cared about was Laylah. She was his everything.

Breaking from the kiss, he saw her eyes were still closed. She licked her lips before finally opening them and smiled at him. “Whoa.”

“You, you’re everything,” he said. “I don’t give a fuck what other people say. Got it?”

“I got it.”

He kissed her again and pulled away. “I’ve got to get out of here. Talk to you later.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

He shook his head. “No. You stay. Your parents are already pissed at me.” He squeezed her hand a final time before stepping away. Blue didn’t look back as he left the school grounds. The second time within a couple of weeks. His dad was going to be informed, but he didn’t care. All that mattered were his feelings for Laylah.

His father had warned him about how they could get when they found the right woman, but with Laylah, he never even realized he could feel this way.

He threw his sports bag into the back seat and glanced back at the school. Mitchell was just heading out the door, but he didn’t want to have a confrontation, so he climbed into his car and took off.

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After Becky dropped her off at Blue’s house, Laylah debated going inside. She stared up at his mansion of a place and retreated a few steps before finding the courage to walk down the long driveway toward the front door.

She knew Blue was wealthy but this house, it was wow.

When she got to the front door, her nerves picked up.

The entire school had been rife with rumors. She’d been using the bathroom when a couple of juniors had talked about his big declaration. His team didn’t like that he was dating her. They saw her as beneath him and because of this, Blue walked away.

He walked away from one of the best teams in the county, and there was no way she couldn’t leave it alone.

Becky told her to just go home and wait until Blue was ready to talk, but she didn’t want to do that. She had to talk to Blue. At the very least, make him see reason. The whole town would turn on her and she didn’t want that kind of attention.

Before she could talk herself out of running away, she pressed the button on the doorbell.

She waited.

Seconds passed.

Minutes.

Blue answered the door.

He looked … really calm.

“Oh,” she said.

“What are you doing here?”

“I … er, we need to talk.”

“I just needed some space.”

“You quit the team?”

“How did you find out?” he asked.

“It’s all anyone is talking about.” She pointed behind her. “Why did you quit the team?”

“We didn’t exactly see eye to eye.”

She looked at him and words failed her.

“Come on in,” he said.

He stepped back as she entered. She took a deep breath. “It’s because of me, isn’t it?”

“It’s not just because of you.”

She snorted. “Please, I heard what some of the girls were saying. They don’t like you dating me.”

He reached out for her hand, pulling her close. She didn’t fight him as he kissed her.

“I don’t care what they think.”

“Then why are you not on the team? You should be at school practicing.”

“I’m not going to play with a bunch of people who can’t handle who I love.”

This made her jolt. “Love?”

“Fuck!” He pulled away, his hands going to his hair.

“You love me?”

“I didn’t want to tell you like this.”

“This isn’t exactly a bad thing.” She didn’t know what was happening right now, and she felt like she needed some kind of a time machine to go back to the last five minutes.

“I know it’s sudden and it sounds insane, but I do. I love you, Laylah. I have for a few months now, but I’ve been trying to build up my nerve to ask you out, and well, look at how well that has gone.”

She stared at him in shock. “You really do love me?”

He laughed. “Yeah, I do.”

“I never thought anyone would, you know, quit something they love and are passionate about.”

Blue put his hand on her hip and the other, he sank into her hair. “You’re the one person I’m passionate about. No one else.”

“I like that,” she said.

“Good.”

“You’ve still got to go on the team.”

“I don’t need to do shit.”

“Yeah, you really do. You’re modest, but we all know you’re the reason they win games.”

His brow rose. “You’re complimenting me?”

“I don’t want you to grow a big head, but yeah, I saw your games, Blue. You’re damn good. You’re the best. We know that. Stop being an ass.”

“Do you love me?” he asked.

She licked her lips. “I’m falling.”

“I can handle falling.” He pressed her up against the wall and she moaned his name as he lifted her hands up.

They hadn’t had a single moment alone since the night he licked her pussy. Becky and John had complained she was distracted. For the first time in her life, she was thinking more about sex than anything else. He held both of