Stuck On You

The next morning, I felt someone shaking me gently. I gave a sleepy whine. I was shaken again. I hit whoever it was.

“Come on goodie two shoes, we got work to do,” he said amused. My eyes shot open and I pushed him off of my bed.

“You’re a jerk,” I muttered. He chuckled and got back up to sit on me. I started smacking his back. “Get off of me you big lug!” I said. He finally did.

“Come on, get up,” he pried, holding his hand out for me. I grunted and sat up.

“Where are we going?” I finally gave in. His lips spread into a mischievous smile.

“Cheer tryouts,” he said. I had to admit, I was very intrigued. I got up and showered before I changed into my Cheer Athletics sports bra and my black Nike pros. I threw on a tank top and my cheer shoes before I grabbed my bag and met him in the front room. Quinn was already waiting downstairs for us. She smiled when she saw me. Hayden unlocked his door and we got in. Quinn climbed in the back and I sat in the front. I turned to Hayden.

“Where are we going?” I asked once we got on the 101. He only smiled smugly.

forward again. Hayden and Quinn chatted like school girls the entire way there. When we pulled up, my

Hayden chuckled. I hopped out and smiled. It took everything in me not to run inside. Quinn and I walked in with

tumble champion at only the age of 12. I loved her. I wanted to squeal; I wanted to jump up and

Quinn went to her room with her mysterious roommate Duncan. At the door, Hayden pressed me up against the wall. I grunted and

you were a goodie two shoes,” he said. I rolled my

the couch and ran his

I pushed my lips against his and let my eyes close. His tongue flicked along the inside of my mouth. His hand ran down to the crook of my knee and hiked it up near his waist. His breathing was getting faster like mine. His muscle flexed in the

I said moving from underneath him. “Only if you beg for it,” I said. He smirked at

sweetheart,” he smirked. I rolled my eyes and

not your sweetheart, and just because you always get your way in bedding whatever girl you want normally, doesn’t mean I’m going to fall for your bad boy charm too,” I said. He

out. I grunted and tossed