Tempting Eve

Chapter 12

*** I want to dedicate this chapter to a reader whose comments always keep me on my toes, and my only girl rooting for Mason so far. Lol. You're awesome ITS_ME_SP

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"Woo!" I was a total sellout... screaming with the rest of the fans, banging on the glass and jumping up and down with Sarah when the knights, more specifically, Mason scored goal after goal.

Two hours later and my bladder was about to explode, but I hadn't wanted to miss a single second. The final buzzer sounded and the place went off, the noise level deafening. "This is so cool!" I yelled. "I totally get it now!"

Sarah laughed, hugging me towards her as the fans behind us leaned over our chairs to bang on the glass. "Good! You can come with me to the next Rangers game then."

I just might take her up on it. That was a total adrenaline rush. One I wouldn't mind repeating.

The players started exiting and I caught Mason's eyes at the last moment. He pointed at me and I nodded my head. Yes, I see why you guys don't lose, I tried to say with that brief look. He smiled, his mouth guard hanging from one corner between the bite of his teeth, and then he disappeared with the others.

We squeezed our way up the steps avoiding trash and intoxicated fans, but cute-as-a-freaking-button Amy, who hadn't really been interested in the game, high fived every one she passed; somehow managing to score a Knights baseball cap and a foam finger by the time we walked back through the concrete tunnel and filed out of the building with hundreds of others who were high off the thrill of a win.

We looked at her as she flipped the hat backwards and shoved it back on her head. "What?" She shrugged.

We burst out laughing, the night air puffing from our lips; the city lights shining around us like beacons to my restless spirit.

I didn't make any plans to meet up with Mason after the game, but I wasn't ready to go home yet. I felt more alive this past week than I had in my entire life. It was like I had finally woken. "Let's go out!"

The girls squished me into a group hug with the comforting smell of their citrus shampoo surrounding me. "Woo hoo!" Amy yelled loud enough to tweak my eardrum. "Lets get drunk!"

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We walked arm in arm to a bar slash club around the corner, strategically placed to pull in the weekend college crowd.

The music thumped my chest in time to my rapidly beating heart. We were sitting in an enormous round booth with a group of people we'd just met. One of the guys raised a glass - our fourth or fifth round of shots - and called out, "to beautiful new friends, who have zero interest in our sorry asses." We cheered and tipped the liquid back. I may have told them I was a lesbian too. Sometimes a girl just wants to hang out without the strain of sexual vibes. Yah know?

That last shot hit me hard. My head was starting to spin and I had the warmest, most delicious feeling building in the pit of my stomach.

The person on my left nudged me. "I think your ringing."

What? "What?"

He leaned in closer. "Ringing! I think your phone was ringing!"

I pulled out the phone in question to find three new text messages. I swiped the screen.