KNOX
Coach's words are still swirling around in my mind, but the longer I look at Isadora, the quicker they're fading into the background.
She looks so f*****g good in that dress.
I try not to stare at her as she walks ahead of me to reach Josh's table, but the way her hips sway from side to side every time she takes a step makes me think of things I really shouldn't be thinking about. The kiss...the way her body felt on top of mine...the way those hips fit perfectly between my hands like they belong there...the taste of her tongue...
Shit, s**t s**t.
I need to stop.
Coach was right—this is a distraction. Isadora is a distraction, and I don't need one right now, especially when I've got my captaincy to think about.
But things get worse as soon as Josh spots us. He jumps up from h
