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I’d forgotten how good Sophia’s pussy tasted.

I’d forgotten how good Sophia’s pussy tasted.

I’d forgotten how good Sophia’s pussy tasted.

Mindlessly, I get back in position.

What the hell is he talking about?

“Hike!” I yell by reflex.

He hopes she enjoyed it?

I think about Sophia’s reaction after the fight with Seth as I shuffle backward, scanning for an open man.

Memories of her flinching at my touch ricochet in my mind.Sophia was completely naked when I left her in bed and fully dressed when I found them. My eyes scan frantically for an open man, but I struggle to focus.

What the hell happened before I showed up?

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SOPHIA

Elijah cocks his arm back, throwing the ball downfield, and it lands perfectly in Theo’s hands. Sage squeals next to me, and my gaze flicks back to Elijah just as Seth slams into his side. Their padded bodies bounce across the grass, and I throw a hand over my mouth.

Seth pushes himself off Elijah, who remains on the ground. Seconds pass, and a breath catches in my lungs.

Why isn’t he moving?

The entire stadium goes silent as the refs run over to him. My heart pounds hard against my ribcage.

“What’s happening?” I whisper, and Sage says nothing.

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

“Come on, Honey Bee. Get up,” I mutter to myself. Seconds feel like hours, and my hands shake against my side. “Elijah!” I shuffle down the row.I knew Seth would do something like this. I fucking knew it.

“Sophia, wait!” Sage shouts, grabbing my shoulder, but I throw her hand off me. I finally make it to the stairs as the medic team rushes toward Elijah, and I sprint down to the barrier of the field.

“That’s my boyfriend, please let me through,” I say in a firm tone to the security guard.

“Sorry, but I can’t,” he says. “It’s policy.”

“Fuck your policy!” I yell at him, losing my shit completely. “Let me through right now!”

He stares down at me, unmoving from his position. Turning my back, I take a few small steps, then spin around, bolting past him.

“Hey, stop!” he shouts after me. I run a few short strides, and then two powerful arms grab me from behind.

“Put me down!” I kick my legs wildly. “Put me down!”

I look insane, but I don’t fucking care.

I have to see him.

I need to see him.

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