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WRECKED. I FELT completely wrecked. My body was so sore that I could barely move. After our win against Kilbeg I was in so much pain that I couldn't enjoy the party.
If one more person offers me a beer I might explode. I had my medal around my neck and I was counting the minutes until I could go home.
An ice bath sounds like heaven now. As captain I had to be here, showing that I was proud of my team.
The house was jam packed, mostly people from Tommen and everyone was drinking or dancing or both.
I was icing my thighs because having an ice pack on my dick is frowned upon.
I kept thinking of Quinn. For the second time I touched her hand. It was still soft but this time more heavy. When she touched my eyebrow I melted. I immediately bent down and was praying she would take her hand away.
I should've invited her to the party. I'm such an eejit. I had the perfect opportunity. Don't even get me started on the picture.
When the guys asked for one I was skeptical. Then I saw my chance to wrap my arm around Quinn Lynch. I touched her hair and it was like silk.
She smelled like heaven and I just wanted to curl up around her. After they left I tracked down the news reporter and I paid him to get me a copy of the photo.
I don't know what came over me when I went over there anyway. I was screaming her name and I didn't know why. I felt drawn to her for some reason, it was as if there was a magnetic force between us.
And jaysus, when I saw her after I was pulled out of the game. I felt my heart stop and then it started beating the letters QUINN.
After that game I felt the same, watching her, too far to touch but close enough to look at.
Feely came and sat beside me on the couch. Most of us were still in our kits. "You alright lad?" He asked, I grunted.
I grabbed a pillow and used it to cover up the purple bruise forming on my thigh. "Ya know Sinead could take a look at that for you? She's a nurse." He told me.
I snapped my head towards him, "what do you mean?" Does he know? Does everyone know?
He looked at my leg, "is it bothering you again?" I shook my head and made up some bullshit excuse.
Feely gave me a knowing look but didn't push it. We continued our conversation but Quinn stayed in my mind the whole time.
He asked for a spin home and I jumped at the chance to get out of there. Then my idiot best friend saw me.
"Cap! You can't go yet!" Gibsie ordered and pushed me to the couch. I saw it in Patrick's eyes that he knew we weren't getting out of here.
Then Gibs shut the music off and announced he was giving a speech. "Right so I have a song I have to perform for the special person in my life."
He continued, ""Without this special someone's magical fucking hands, I wouldn't be standing here today with this gorgeous piece of silverware." He pressed a hand to his heart. "Thank you, baby!"
"Johnny baby! This one's for you!" Then the familiar sound of Dire Straits Walk of Life filled my ears.
Gibs burst into song belting the song with his whole heart.
Feely the fucker was dying of laughter. I didn't try to stop it because I was bury these guys at practice on Monday.
Later when I finally made it home and after I showered I laid in my bed. Sookie, my dog was curled up beside me with her head on my chest.
"Who's my good girl," I said I was unashamed when it came to my dog. She was the light of my life.
As my mind was starting to drift off I thought of my angel. I wanted my arm around her again and her body pressed against mine.
I had never thought of a girl this much. Maybe my mam but even that was pushing it.
I just couldn't stop, she was addicting. There was no other description to her, once you got a taste or in my case a touch, you were hooked.
I pulled out my phone and texted Hughie.
JOHNNY: hey man you don't happen to have Quinn Lynch's phone number do ya?
The reply was instant.
HUGHIE: I don't HUGHIE: I'll get it from Katie
Hughie is my favorite person right now. He would get off easy on Monday.
He sent me ano her text and it was Quinn's number.
JOHNNY: thanks brother
HUGHIE: yeah no problem but listen about Quinn
My interest was instantly higher as I waited for him to finish his sentence.
HUGHIE: I don't really know her but I know the stories and I'm not sure it's a great idea to get involved with her HUGHIE: obviously it's your decision but just be careful
JOHNNY: what do you mean? what stories?
HUGHIE: I don't know if it's true but apparently she's bit of a druggie and not just marijuana HUGHIE: you know I don't like to judge but Katie is always worried about her falling off the edge or some shit HUGHIE: just be careful
I didn't know what to say. Could she be a drug addict? It didn't stop my heart from beating her name when I thought of her.
For some reason her being messy didn't seem to matter to me. I could learn to get her out of messes. I could fix her. Save her.
