All Chapters of The Rebound: The Wrong Cinderella's Story: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I couldn't help myself from wearing Caleb's hoodie to class the next day. It was big, soft, and warm. The fact that I was dozing off during class, had more to do with the soothing piece of fabric that still smelled like him rather than the teacher's boring lecture. I was happy with my decision for us to just be friends. We got along really well, and it would be nice to have someone other than Chloe to hang out with. If I even still had Chloe. Jones was an oddball, but I could see him becoming a good friend too. It just might take some time to understand him. He seemed to be a very unique guy. If Caleb liked and trusted him, then I could too. Leaving my lecture, I wasn't expecting to see Caleb standing outside of the building, and my breath hitched when I did. "You know, some might say that you have stalker-like tendencies." I teased as I walked up to him. "Yeah, yeah. I'm crazy. Glad I caught you though." I watched as he fidgeted with a piece

The loud roar from the stands echoed through the stadium, causing the bleachers to subtly vibrate. The Demons versus the Jackals. A sea of blood-red, flooded one side of the arena while the other was consumed by gold and black. Camera crews were down on the field as they captured footage of the teams warming up and the fans losing their minds. Scouts were sure to be in the stands from how much this game had been hyped up. Both teams had been introduced and let out onto the field to the sound of an over-produced song. The loud music was blaring out through the speakers stationed around the audience. It drowned out the chatter and yelling between the two universities, making them shout even louder to be heard over today's overplayed hits. Chloe said that she would attend. She was bringing Ryan with her, but they were late. The teams were out, the game was about to start, and I was fighting off person after person who tried to claim the seats that I had been sav

And so, the cycle continued. That Monday, as I was leaving my last class of the day, he stood outside the doors waiting for me. He was there again on Wednesday. We had avoided talking about the touchdown, much to my dismay. It wasn't that I didn't want to. It was just that my tongue-tied and my stomach clenched with nerves every time I thought about asking him.As much as I missed Chloe and wanted to talk to her about everything with Caleb and Ryan without the screaming of a crowd to yell over, I was also extremely grateful that I was getting the alone time to get to know him more. He kept me laughing and on my toes with his witty jokes.On the following Friday, I was disappointed that he wasn't there, but he had been away for a game the night before and was probably tired if he had even returned yet. After I sent an unanswered message to Chloe to see if she was free to go to the dining hall with me, I made my way back to the dorm room.It wasn't that I was scar

It was nice having Caleb as a friend, but that didn't stop the dirty thoughts that swam around my head as we sat on top of his bed. All of the memories from our last encounter in this very spot had me tense. Every few minutes, I would feel him look over at me in the darkness of the room as the movie played on in front of us, even though neither of us were watching it.I smirked as I caught him staring once more and turned to confront him. "Why put on a movie if you aren't going to watch it?" The dumb rom-com on the screen had a cheesy plot and was beyond predictable, but I adored those types of movies. It felt good to see people fall in love and live happily ever after, even if that wasn't realistic."Maybe I just like spending time with you, and I put the movie on as an excuse to get you to stay a little longer?" The heartbreaking smile that spread across his face sent a zoo stampeding through my stomach. I forced my eyes away from his to look at the screen again.

The feeling of soft sheets wrapped around me brought a smile to my face as I stirred from my slumber. Two months ago, I had felt the same sheets against my bare skin, and they felt even better today. I couldn't help the moan of pleasure that left my lips as I stretched like a cat with my back arched off of the bed before I cracked my eyes open. The morning light came in around the edges of the black-out curtains, leaving the room in a calming, dim glow.Last night had been the most perfect night of my life. Even better than the last time I was in this very same bed. He was sweet and loving, yet rough and demanding. I loved every second of it, especially when he said my name.Oh, how I deeply regretted keeping my name from him the first time we met. The sound of it coming from his lips while he lost himself inside of me pushed me closer and closer to the edge each time until we were falling together. Over and over again.It was the most magnificent sound I had ev