Dax POV
I can't take my eyes off of her. I still remember the kiss, the way she melted in my arms, the feeling of possession that washed over me. I hold the ball in my hand, not wanting to throw it at her, but knowing at the same time she wouldn't hesitate to take me down and had, in fact, tried several times already. She was good too. She'd managed to become the last on her team to survive. Sofia was determined to make her fall, with a scowl on her face every time Riley managed to outdo her.
"Dax," she turned to me, putting a hand on my arm as Riley waited with narrowed eyes. "We can't let her humiliate us like this. We have a reputation to maintain," she hissed. "Throw your ball at the same time as me," she urged.
She counted to three. I held back again, and Sofia looked at me with r
