Chapter 16
Derek
Every morning before practice, I’d seen Hayden leaving the café, her face a stony mask, without the usual smile or the spring in her step. I’d f****d up, and she was paying the price. Spending the whole week without her had been agony. I’d thought I could get over her, but the more time I spent away, the more I wanted to go to her.
“Heads up, D!” someone shouted. I couldn’t tell who it was, because my head wasn’t in the game. However, the warning was too late. The searing pain of the football slamming into my back brought me out of my inner turmoil, and all I saw was red.
Growling, I picked up the ball and jerked around, ready to kill. “Who threw the f*****g ball?”
A couple of the guys backed away, lifting their hands in the air. But then I found the culprit, with his
