Chapter 20

The traffic was at a standstill for thirty minutes. I was afraid I was going to miss the first part of the game, but thankfully fate worked in my favor. Donnie's mother was waiting for me at the front gate. We walked to our seats which were very close to the field.

I made it just as the guys spilled onto the field. Donnie was the last to join his team and God did he look sexy as hell in his white and red uniform. Donnie's muscles shifted beneath his clothes as he ran. My mouth watered at the sight of his tight ass.

It was a cool night with no threat of rain. The temperature had dropped five degrees since I've arrived. I threw on my hoodie when a light breeze blew through my hair causing my body to shudder.

According to Charles, Donnie's team won six games in a row last year. From his proud expression, he saw Donnie as a legend.

"Strike one!" the announcer yells through the speakers.

Donnie is killing it out there. Each ball he throws flies with a significant amount of power. I glance further out in the field and noticed Ash is covering ground. He caught a few "almost" home runs.

The crowd chants "We will rock you" when Donnie's team wins the game, 6 to 2. Everyone is on their feet screaming and yelling Donnie's name as the team joins him to celebrate their win.

I am in awe at how they almost worship Donnie as if he is a God. I knew he was good, but tonight—he blew it out of the water. He is closer than ever to his dream of making pro.

"Looks like someone's waiting for you." Jacquie, Donnie's mom nudges my elbow and flicks her head towards the field.

Our eyes collide with one another. I feel his gaze burning into my skin. Suddenly, one of the cheerleaders stands in front of him, trying to gain his attention, but he doesn't even look her way. His intense gaze remains fixed on me.

With his mitt in his hand, he brushes past her and jogs in my direction. I meet him halfway at the fence.

"Hey." He grins like a Cheshire cat.

"Hey."

"I'm glad you came."

"Me too. You were great out there."

"Thanks." Seconds pass as we stare at each other, getting lost in one another.

"Yo, D!"

Donnie glances over his shoulder when one of his teammates calls for him.

Donnie turns back to me.

"Meet me at my car?" He asks.

Without giving me a chance to react, Donnie jumps off the fence and jogs away toward his team. Tiny's statement from earlier wreaked havoc on my mind.

Donnie and I kiss like we're a couple. Are we? We haven't made it official, but then again, Donnie and I are just….us.

"Donnie!" I call out before he gets further away.

He pauses and turns around to face me. "Yeah?"

"What are we?" He looks confused and jogs back to me.

"What do you mean?

"This"— I wave my finger between us— "what am I to you?"

He cocks his head, a mild smirk on his lips. "You're mine."

A shudder rolls through me the way he says mine, like I'm a possession. You'd think that would freak me out because of my past, but it just turns me on.

Am I fucked up, or what?

"So that makes me yours," I say as a statement.

He winks and jogs back but glances once more over his shoulder and says, "I'll meet you by my car."

"It's been a long time since I've seen my boy this happy." Jacquie smiles and wraps her arm around my shoulder.

I smile at her words and follow her back to our seats.

We gather our things and head toward the parking lot.

"Are you stopping over tonight?" she asks as we walk through the parking lot.

"Um, no. I have to get home and relieve Tia from babysitting duties."

Jacquie laughs. "I understand. We'd love to have you over for dinner."

"I'd like that too."

She leans in for a hug and whispers, "Let's plan for that real soon, ok?"

I nod and give her a warm smile.

"Would you like us to wait with you?" Charles asks as he stands between his and Donnie's cars.

"No, I'll be fine. I'm sure he'll be out soon."

They both nod and say goodbye before driving away.

I lean against Donnie's car, waiting for him. I play around on my phone until I hear a group of guys laughing. I look up to see Donnie walking towards me like a man on a mission. With his bag and cleats hanging over his shoulder, his smile never falters as he makes his way to me.

"Hey, baby."

"Hi," I say sweetly.

He drops his bag and cleats to the ground, lifts me by my ass, and sets me on top of the hood of his car. He pushes my legs apart and stands between them. With both his hands on either side of me, he cages me in with a look of lust and excitement in his eyes.

I hold my breath when he lowers his face within an inch of mine. Closing the distance between us, he presses his lips against mine. When I gasp, he takes that as an opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth. He kisses me like he is drowning, and I am his only chance at survival.

He pulls away leaving me breathless. That freaking dimple appears every time he smiles. It makes me weak in the knees.

"You were perfect tonight," I say without looking at him, my hands twisted into his shirt.

"Oh, yeah?" The corners of his mouth lifted in a sexy smirk.

I nod biting my lower lip.

"And you look fucking hot in my jersey." His gaze travels over my body and back to my face.

My heart is racing the way his blue eyes darkened with lust.

"I have a sweet tooth for pretty girls like you." He licks my lips.

"Mm, you taste sweeter than candy baby." He gives me a devilish smirk.

Umm…

He chuckles. "Come on. I'll follow you home."

What the hell was that? You can't just leave a girl hanging like that.

He helps me on my feet and leads me to my car, still holding my hand.

When I climb into the car, he shuts the door and leans in resting his forearms on the window.

He slants his head to the side and stares at me until I look away. The intense desire burning in his eyes sends a tingling sensation between my legs.

A deep chuckle vibrates from his chest.

"I want to be selfish and keep you to myself tonight, but I know you have a little human waiting for you to return. "Before I can respond, he steals a kiss.

He pulls back and smacks the hood of the car. "Let's get you home."