Sweet and Salty

Chapter 16: Fake Daisy

*DAISY'S POV*

"Can you come to my game today? I want to see you there." Elijah asks as we eat breakfast at his house.

"Of course. I'd love too."

A small smile stretches across his lips.

He gets ready and we go to the game. He makes sure i sit on the time-out bench, he's refusing to let me sit with everyone else.

The game begins and it goes really well. I think, i don't know much about football.

During half-time while the boys are in the lockers and such my belly rumbles.

I'm hungry.

I get up and go to a nearby canteen where they are serving hot chips and things. I notice the locker-rooms nearby.

As i'm waiting in line a guy from the team comes over, i don't know who he is.

He pushes infront of me in the line.

"Excuse you?" I tap his shoulder with my index finger. He turns around to me with a glare.

"What?" He snaps making me flinch.

"You pushed in the line, i'm waiting at the back. You can go around me and wait."

"I'm already here baby doll. Too late."

"Do you know who i am?" I put my hands on my hips.

"No? Should i?"

"Daisy Gellar, ring a bell?"

He tilts his head back with a groan.

"Your Elijah's girlfriend aren't you?" He meets my glare again.

"That's right big guy." I smile proud of my argument.

I feel arms wrap around my waist and kisses on my neck.

"What's he doing, baby?" Elijah pulls me closer to him.

"Being a weiner." I grumble. Elijah stands up tall in all his handsomeness.

"I got it." I hit his chest with the back of my hand.

"Leave, bum-hole."

He backs down and leaves. I turn around to Elijah with a smile.

"I'm pretty scary aren't i?"

"Very, very terrifying."

I take a moment to notice how big his muscles look in his singlet. I put my hands on his biceps squeezing them.

"You like them?" He smirks.

"I have just as strong muscles." I flex my biceps. He leans down kissing them.

"Mhm." He groans.

"Are you horny? Because you have a game to focus on."

"I'm always horny around you."