Stella's POV
The match is intense, it seems like neither of them can get the upper hand. I knew Damien was a good player, but I didn't know how good. I try my best to cheer him on with Zander staring at me like a hawk every time I call out his name. I can tell he wants to say something but is holding himself back which is hilarious, he looks a bit constipated. So I purposely yell out things I know would aggravate him.
"Go, Damien!"
"You're the best Damien!"
A growl from him always seems to punctuate the end of my sentences. But when I scream "I love you, Damien!" After he won a point, Zander grabs my face harshly and brings it close to his.
"I can put up with a lot of things but don't ever talk about loving another man in front of me." Our faces are so close I could count each of his
