Secret Storm
of
it."
    "Ouch."
    "Yeah." He massaged his head as if he still
felt the pain. "That's how I got this scar."
    "Chicks dig scars. There's a good story
behind each one."
    He put his hand over the scar above the
twitching muscle in his stomach. A story, yes, but not always a
good one.
    "I thought you were either extremely brave or
that you'd landed on your head one too many times."
    "The second one."
    She laughed. "After that, I only pretended I
didn't want to go. I went just to see you play."
    Jack smiled and moved closer. He knew she
didn't like football, so seeing her at every home game had puzzled
him. "I had no idea you were there just for me."
    "No one did, not even Jane. I kept that crush
to myself—all this time." Her eyes challenged him to say the
same.
    "I did too." He'd kept it secret far too
long.
    She reached for him, stroking his arm with
her fingertips.
    Jack didn't try to read her. He didn't know
where to start. Right now, she was touching him, smiling at him,
but yesterday.... "I'm sorry I tried to kiss you."
    "I'm not." She slid her hand down his arm and
laced her fingers with his. "I'm sorry I didn't know how to react.
I'm used to keeping you on friendly terms—nothing more." She looked
down at their entwined hands.
    "Me too." He pulled her close. "Do you want
that to change?"
    "Yes, I do." Her blue eyes were troubled.
"But I—"
    "Don't worry about graduation."
    "That was just an excuse. After what I went
through with David and Austin and other guys, I have a hard time
trusting men."
    "I understand. Do you trust me?"
    "I want to."
    "It takes time." Will I be able to trust
her with my secret... someday? She would be the first.
    She giggled. "Are you always this
patient?"
    "Not anymore." He dove in and kissed her with
all the passion and lust he'd held back for the last three years,
wrapping his arms around her so she couldn't push him away.
    Her lips parted, drawing his tongue into her
mouth. One hand twisted in his long hair and the other gripped his
shoulder.
    At that moment it didn't matter if she could
trust him; it didn't matter what happened after graduation. He
kissed her and she didn't stop him. He sighed and whispered "Sara"
against her lips before taking her mouth again.
    To hell with patience. He'd reached
the goal line with her tucked in his arms. We deserve an
excessive celebration .
    "Can't you wait until you get her someplace
private?"
    He lifted his head. Sara gasped and pushed
away from him with both hands. He turned and growled at Austin.
    "I told you not to say anything." Jane
slapped her boyfriend's shoulder.
    Austin laughed. "You're drawing a crowd."
    Jack looked around. People were staring,
whispering; some nodding their heads as if they weren't surprised
at all. He found Sara standing a few steps away from him.
    "I'm sorry." He held out his hand. "I got
tired of waiting."
    She let him pull her close. "I'm glad you
did."
    "Well at least that's finally over." Austin
heaved a dramatic sigh. "I swear if it took you much longer to make
your move, I was gonna do it for you." Thump! "Ow." He
rubbed the back of his head where Jack had smacked him.
    The girls laughed. "Do you guys want to go
out with us tonight?" Jane smiled at the new couple. "McGinley's
burgers, beer... and a Coke for Jack."
    Jack nodded. "Yeah, sounds like fun."
    "We gotta get to practice." Austin gave his
girlfriend a quick kiss. "Why don't you ladies meet us at our place
tonight?"
    "Okay," Jane said.
    Jack squeezed Sara's hand and slowly let her
go. He watched the two friends leave—smiling and laughing
together.
    Austin clapped Jack on the shoulder. "I know
how you feel, man. Come on. We're gonna be late."
    Jack took one last look at Sara and then
followed his roommate to the gym. How could Austin know how he felt
when he...? He should be happier. He finally had what he wanted,
the woman he'd desired for so long. Their future looked bright.
    So why did he feel something dark looming on
the horizon?
    ***
    "Is that what

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