18. Maddox

EIGHTEEN

MADDOX

She's here.

I can't find her in the crowd. That's practically impossible. But Hannah is here. I can practically feel her eyes on me.

"Let's fucking go!" Waller shoves me as we come out of the huddle and line up.

Let's fucking go.

We're up by three.

It's the fourth quarter.

It's fourth down.

There's less than a minute left on the clock, and these dumb assholes are giving up the field goal that would tie it to go for the touchdown.

Being cocky only works if you're the best.

I bend my knees and lean forward, touching my hand to the field.

Scouts are always watching.

But tonight, my Bunny is watching too.

And this is her first football game.

I want her to remember it.

I want her to remember me.

Because these fools aren't the best.

I am.

The other team hikes the ball.