SURPRISINGLY YOURS

Touchdown

Jagger

Alpha male vibes for the win.

I could tell she certainly didn't want to hear any of that bullshit and I couldn't help but grin like an idiot as she turned her nose up at me.

"Cad.."

"You like it," I scoffed, "Anyway, please?"

"Beg me."

"Never."

"Then I won't show up. I have a reputation to uphold."

"What? Not being seen with me? Little too late for that, sugar."

She rolled her eyes, "I hate sports."

"But you don't hate me."

"No..I don't hate you."

Julia

We found ourselves falling asleep to the thunderstorm outside.

The bath was incredible with Jagger tending to all of my needs.

ALL of my needs.

We found ourselves making out again in the water, my body straddling his lap. I could feel his cock probing my entrance, but I couldn't have sex without protection.

That's the last thing we needed...

"Is it ever going to stop raining?" I heard him mumble as if he knew I was awake.

"I guess I'll have to wear your jacket again."

"You're gonna wear my jacket all of the time, sugar."

"I don't really think your team or your coach would like that," I said, "You're the one who's supposed to be representing them, not me."

"I think you're a brilliant representative," he said, "In more ways than one."

"Thanks," I smiled, "I guess I'll be there then."

"I'm going to walk with you," he said, "I figured we'd go together if we're coming from class anyway."

I had forgotten all about classes. I'd forgotten about almost everything.

"Julia?"

"Yes?"

"Do you need some water or anything?" Jagger asked as he rolled out of bed, leaving me cold, "Food? Another blanket?"

I smiled, "No, thank you, though."

Jagger looked back at me and grinned, "You're beautiful in the moonlight."

I didn't even realize that the rays of the moon were shining down on my face through the window.

"Thank you.." I blushed, hoping he couldn't see the pink of my cheeks even though he'd seen my whole body, felt it from the inside out.

Disappearing into the kitchen, I could hear him fumbling around. I didn't keep many snacks in the dorm—not yet anyway. I didn't really have the funds.

"I'm going to stock your pantry," Jagger said, reappearing with an apple and two waters, "I brought you a water anyway."

"Why are you,-"

"You need food—especially the type of food that helps you with your sugars."

"Jagger.."

"You don't owe me anything," he said, waving a hand, "Just tutor me."

Jagger

She smiled and curled up again, a little bit more underneath the covers this time.

I watched her sleep for a while before dozing off, waking up to her gone.

"Julia?"

"I'm in the bathroom."

I smiled. I wondered if she was naked.

"You need some help?"

A laugh and then a sigh, "Unless you want to brush my teeth for me.."

I'd do it..I'd brush her teeth for her.

"I'll be right out."

"I'll be waiting."

Julia

He was kind, but I still had my walls up which made no sense to me.

We'd share far more than sex—we were sharing secrets that no one else knew.

I found myself after class on Monday afternoon sitting on the bleachers overlooking the football field—and yes, I was in Jagger's jacket.

Heather found me, her gaze fixed on my coat.

"Julia, what is happening?!"

"I have no idea," I laughed, "I am now watching my friend with benefits run around a football field."

"Are you...I heard.."

"We're not an item," I said, "I know what Carlene and Moose are trying to tell people, but we're not."

"And Sam? Should we kill her?"

I shook my head, my eyes finding Jagger as he waved up at us.

"He's smitten with you."

"He's nice."

"Nice? Shit, you slept with him," Heather said, her brain finally making the rounds, "Let me know the deets!"

I nudged her playfully, "I...want to keep it to myself."

"Oh, that bad?"

"On the contrary."

"Oh, THAT GOOD?!"

"I'll say that I want more...a lot more," I looked to her, "But it's just casual."

She eyed me and nodded, "Sure it is, Julia.."

I cheered him on internally, not wanting anyone to see me showing a fan-girl developing within me.

"Well, whatever it is, I just like that you're out of that dorm room and smiling."

I was smiling—I didn't even know it.

"Well, don't get used to it," I told her, "I plan on turning back to my hermit ways after he aces these tests."

"I'll be holding you to that," Heather teased, "Good luck letting go of a guy like Jagger."