~Taylor~
The roar of the Linden Arena crowd vibrated through my bones, but it barely registered. Five days. Five days since I had stormed out of Maverick’s dorm, five days of radio silence, and my body still remembered every second of that kiss against his door. The heat. The hunger. The way he’d suggested we become friends with benefits like I was some casual hookup to fill the gaps of our fake relationship.
Bastard.
I plastered on the brightest smile I could manage, my Wolves cheer uniform hugging my body as I moved through the routine on pure muscle memory. Pom-poms shook, legs kicked, voice blending with the squad’s chants.
The Summit Valley Bears were putting up a decent fight, but our guys were faster. The crowd was electric. I should’ve felt the usual rush.
Instead, I felt holl
