Novel & Cerita Jake West Basketball

“What did he say to Atlas?” “Probably threatened him,” another voice replied. “Isn’t that what all the Kings men do?” I swallowed thickly, turning back towards the court. Jace was there too, dribbling a basketball with effortless speed, weaving between two teammates as they practiced layups. His smirk was wide, confident, almost predatory. Every movement screamed cocky ease, his jersey clinging to his torso as he twisted and shot. The ball arched perfectly through the air, kissing the net with a satisfying swish.

he greeted, joining them in their table and sat next to his girlfriend. Jake qualified under the handsome category… he was about 6'4 tall with broad shoulders, toned body from exercising and perfectly shaped facial features as his girlfriend would proudly say. Tessa squealed, jumping into his arms and wrapped her hands around his neck hugging him ...tight. "Babe not so tight, I'm the captain of the basketball team remember and I still have another championship to win" Jake wheezed dramatically. Tessa giggled, letting him go and said "you know you love it"

In reality, they were two predators sharing a territory that was far too small. ​Jake didn’t pass. ​With a brutal crossover that left his defender stumbling on the hardwood, Jake drove inside. He pushed off the floor with a vertical leap that defied human biology, his muscles straining against the fabric of his sleeveless jersey, the bold Number 7 stretched across his broad chest. He slammed the ball through the iron rim with a force that made the entire backboard shudder just as the final buzzer echoed through the stadium. ​90-88. Win.

Of course; I can heat up leftovers, and Jack and I will hang out, maybe watch some movies. Okay, be safe :) I love you. I put down my phone and enter to see Jack shirtless on the couch. "Ready to pick up where we left off?", he asked, obviously this was a rhetorical question. I glanced down at his hard, sculpted abs and arms, admiring every inch of him. Jack is a basketball player, but not like the typical jock at all. He is sensitive, intelligent, and respectful. Although our womens' sports get more funding and recognition than mens', I can tell he tries his hardest to positively represent mens' basketball at our school. NBA players make more and their games receive more of an audience, but

Prologue 14-year old Keisha I watched as Jake dribbled the ball skillfully before jumping and tossing it into the net, it went straight in. I grinned and clapped my hands. He walked towards me and sat beside me, breathing really fast. “How was that?” He asked as he turned and looked at me expectantly. “That was really good, Jake.” I told him, watching his blue eyes light up with joy. “Really?” “Yeah, I can tell you are going to be a really good basketball player when you grow up.”

I was shocked when I saw 50 missed calls and a message which read: "Meet me exactly 7:00am tomorrow, I have an assignment for you, Damien" I panicked on seeing the calls but the good memories with Jake the night before made me smile. I fell in love with him immediately I saw him and wanted to meet him again. I wanted more. I got to find out he was a basketball player who was very famous in school. But why didn't I know him? Probably because I didn't like basketball. I smiled again thinking about him and my love for basketball suddenly grew, I managed to sleep again but woke up to the sound of the alarm clock in my room.