Warmth (Cheer Legacy Trilogy #1)

23.

Jesse looks right at me, presses his fingers to his lips and blows it in my direction right before he slams the ball into the goal. The opposing school's goalie misses by a hair's breadth and the buzzer goes off. 

I jump up and scream with everyone else. Our team won! My heart is all fluttery from his ridiculous PDA, and I worry that the opposing school might take offense or think that he's not taking the game seriously. One glance at the opponents and I know they would be pissed anyway. Oh well, might as well then. They pile out of the field and I'm moving through the crowd, trying to get to the locker room. 

I finally manage and nearly regret. Lord, the stink of sweaty sporty man BO. But then I spy Jesse and wave him over. He sees me instantly and makes a beeline for me. 

Before he can say anything, I launch myself into his arms, knocking him back a bit. He's surprised and then laughs. "Hey baby," he murmurs, his sexy, husky voice making my stomach flutter. "Did you like that?"

"I love it," I say enthusiastically. "It was so amazing, Jesse. Thank you."

He moves back and ruffles my hair. "For you, my goddess, anything." I'm about to launch myself at him again but he holds up his hands. "Stop! I'm really gross right now, let me take a shower first, alright?"

I smirk at him. "You hot and sweaty is nothing new to me, baby."

There're loud whistles and taunts at that, so I know the entire locker room can hear us. My smirk deepens as Jesse flounders and flushes. He mock glares at me and waves me away. "I'll come out to get you, okay? Where will you be?"

I shrug. "Probably with the squad."

He nods and I wave at him and the team as I leave. I can hear them continuing to taunt and congratulate Jesse on scoring, and I'm pretty sure they're not talking about the game. I roll my eyes mentally. Guys. 

I make my way to the squad where Nadia--oh yeah, she won the captain spot--is dressing them down, giving them pointers and telling them what went wrong. I help her out with it and she shoots me a grateful look. Not many people like having to tell others they did badly. Especially since it means you don't get to mess up yourself. 

After Nadia and I showed them the proper steps, some of the girls' eyes widen, and before I can turn to see what they're looking at, I'm swept off my feet and hung over Jesse's tight-muscled shoulder, my ass in the air.

"Jesse!" I gasp. I pound on his back. "Put me down!"

He chuckles from below me. "Sure, at the car. Later girls."

"Bye Jesse!" some of them scream and some of them are probably going to faint. 

He turns and carries me to the car like that, patting my ass appreciatively. "I love your ass. It's perfect, just like the rest of you."

I see students everywhere, and they totally see us. Jesse, in all his post-shower glory and me, over his shoulder as he violates my ass. 

"He's an idiot!" I yell to them, laughing to show that I'm joking. He wants to touch my butt? Well, two can play at that game. I reach down lower and smack his ass, making him jump. 

"Sweetie, do that again and I'll have to do you right here," he snarls. 

"Oh, you like that, do you?" I smirk and smack his ass again. He growls and strides forward real quick and reaches my car. He hauls me back to my feet and presses his lips to mine. I thought he'd be rough, but no. He's soft and gentle, his lips melding with mine in perfect sync. I can feel the love and sparks flowing through us.