CALLUM
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen Kyra. I know that Nyx has heard from her, which is the only reason I haven’t stormed down to her little trailer and demanded to see her. Nyx has given me a little lowdown on Mike. He sounds like a waste of space and the type of man most women would run far, far away from.
The group of us are heading downtown for a Lions’ game, and I cannot wait to see my little sunshine again. It sounds like Kyra is a huge fan of both football and baseball. I can’t wait to see her in her element. Especially because the Lions are kicking ass this year.
My brother and Demitri come downstairs rocking their black and Honolulu Blue jerseys. I haven’t been back in Michigan in years, and I haven’t run to my parents' house to get my jersey. It's only a Matthew Stafford Jersey from 2009 when he was drafted. My shirt is out of Graham’s closet. I will buy myself some new merch today, at the game.
The ride is full of energy. I’m crammed in the back of Demitri’s truck, Nyx is in the shotgun seat, and I’m cuddled right up to Kyra. Graham is on her other side, and she is definitelyleaning in closer toward me. I relish in her warmth radiating into me.
“How have you been?” I lean in to ask her quietly. Not to keep everyone else out of our conversation, but to make her feel like I’m asking specifically about her. When she climbed into the truck, I saw a split in her lip still trying to heal, and my anger simmered just below the surface.
“Umm…I’ve been okay, I guess.” Her voice is low, and she won’t turn her head to meet my gaze.
“Do anything fun since I’ve seen you last?” I lean forward on the bench to try to find those forest green eyes I can’t get out of my head.
“Nope.”
“Cal, leave the girl alone.” Graham looks over Kyra’s head, giving me the big brother look.
“What? I’m just trying to catch up with Sunflower over here.“ I smirk at Graham over Kyra’s head. Just as I turn my head back to face the windshield, I catch Nyx smirking over her shoulder at me.
The truck descends into silence, but the excited energy is palpable.
The stadium is a live wire. The Lions are putting belt to ass, and it is absolutely everything to get to be here so close to the action. I am sitting right next to Kyra, and I swear she is not going to have a voice by the end of this game. She is cheering so loud, my right ear will be ringing long after we take her home. But I love seeing her in her element.
Her cheeks are bright pink from the excitement, and every time we get a first down, she jumps up and cheers. I swear my dick is going to have permanent zipper imprints if I can’t convince him to chill the fuck out. A girl who loves sports is such a turn-on.
“Hey, guys, I’m going to run up and use the bathroom,” Kyra calls out to the group of us. Nyx nods her head but doesn’t take her eyes off the field. This is my chance, I need to get her alone.
“I’m gonna make a beer run.” I jump up and follow close behind her.
“Grab us some beer too!” My brother calls out from behind me.
I wave a head over my head to acknowledge I heard him. As soon as we are far enough away from everyone, I snatch Kyra’s hand and drag her behind me. We push through the groups of fans mingling, getting food and merch.
“Where are you taking me?” Her voice is full of giggles.
“Just follow me, Sunshine.” She speeds up so I feel less like I am dragging her behind me.
We finally break out of the mass of fans to find a quieter place on the concourse. Off to the side is a single-family bathroom.
“What are you planning, Cal?” The smirk on her face makes me want to bend her over my knee and turn her ass red, but there isn’t time for that right now.
I pull her into the room and lock the door behind her before slamming her body up against the door and locking my lips to hers.
Pulling away for a moment, “Fuck, I’ve wanted to do that since you got in the truck.”
Her eyes look up at me with shock written on her face, and immediately, I’m worried that I read our tension wrong.
“Shit, I’m sorry…did you not-“ I can’t even finish my sentence before she drags my head back down to hers. I bend over enoughto grasp her thighs and drag her up my body, pinning her to the wall with my hips. There is no way she can miss my hard length between her legs. The only thing stopping me from sliding exactly where he wants to be is our pants.
Her hands pull at the hair at the nape of my neck. Fuck, I was going to get a haircut tomorrow but if she likes running her hands through it, I will grow it out as long as she wants. My mouth swallows her groans as she grinds against my erection. We pull away for a moment to catch our breath, our bodies forcing us to breathe.
“What’s your plan there, Big Guy?” She has a lightness to her words that makes everything that much better. She always looks like she has the weight of the world on her shoulders.
“What do you want, Sunshine?” I will leave the ball in her court, never wanting to take more than she is willing to give.
“I want you to show me what it’s like to be the center of your whole world.” There is a moment when I can see her sadness reflecting back at me.
