The Lacrosse Player Next Door
I tried to resist, but Amy shot me a glare with her eyes, so I reluctantly took the pack of candies from her.
The girls were no longer flocking around him, and I presumed maybe it was a chance fate had given me.
As I made to call him, Madelyn beat me to it.
“Jack!” she said, and he turned to look at her.
Madelyn was the head of the cheerleading team and also very popular for her boobs and hourglass body.
“You did great,” she smiled, flirting her manicured nails around his chest.
“Thanks, Maddie,” he replied with a smile of his own, and instantly, they began to kiss, his hand pressing her butt.