Romance: Teen Romance: Game On (A Nerd and a Bad Boy Romance) (New Adult High School Sports Romance) by Stella White Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Stella White
from the staircase.
Maggie ran up the stairs and gave me a giant hug while whispering in my ear, “I want to marry this man.”
I felt sick hearing it. My feelings were welling up inside and I needed to let them out.
“I could go for a swim,” I said, “maybe you can take us to the pool for a bit?”
John nodded, “Get changed and meet me down here.”
Maggie and I ran upstairs, her room was right across the hall from mine and her luggage was already waiting for her in the room. Both of us had our suits on in no time and met downstairs.
I was jealous of Maggie, she had the most gorgeous figure and her swimsuit only accentuated it further. Her red hair bounced around her neck as she ran and her legs seemed to go all the way up to her neck.
Meanwhile, I was a bit shorter and much skinnier. Nothing ever felt flattering when I wore it, as I didn’t have much to show off. I covered myself with my towel in order to avoid the embarrassment of comparison.
John didn’t seem to mind and he was already in his swimsuit. It wasn’t fancy but he really didn’t need anything fancy to show off his figure. His abs seemed to go all the way down his hips and his slim swimsuit was just barely covering his manhood.
I could feel my mouth water, among other things, and threw my towel to a nearby chair. The water was warmer than I was used to and I liked it.
Maggie jumped in without a care. She was always impulsive and maybe that was part of the reason I liked having her around. The most impulsive thing I can remember doing is getting on a stranger’s jet and flying to Texas.
We chatted as we swam in his massive indoor pool. He talked with Maggie a lot while we swam and I just enjoyed my time. I lied on my back and just floated.
I liked to just float about relax my muscles. Before long Maggie and John were splashing each other in the pool. I couldn’t help myself anymore and I needed to get away. It was time for me to let them be.
I pulled myself from the pool and snagged my towel to dry off.
“Where are you going?” John asked.
“I think I’m going to change and go for a walk. Will I be able to get in later, or will the door be locked?” I asked.
“You’ll be fine. Don’t go too far though, I’d hate for you to get lost.” He said with consternation.
I nodded and left them to their fun. I took the opportunity to give myself a tour around the house while drying off.
On the ground floor was a library that was stuffed to the ceiling with books while another room had a fireplace with several high backed leather chairs sitting nearby.
A door in the kitchen led down a flight of stairs to a wine cellar that made my heart skip a beat. And back near the entrance I found myself face to face with a family portrait that looked ancient. A father and a mother, with a young John seated between them.
I couldn’t help but wonder what growing up in a house like this would have been like. Having everything you want within arm’s reach would be the closest you could get to a heaven on Earth.
I left the sullen painting and returned to my room to change. It didn’t take long to throw on my jeans and a comfy shirt. It was still quite warm out so I left my jacket on the bed and trotted out the front door.
6.
The breeze was calming and whipped small patches of dust up from the ground. Off in the distance were a few clouds that began their roll over the empty plain.
For nearly an hour I walked around the grounds before finding a spot that just felt so peaceful I couldn’t help but stop and take a minute to center myself.
A large tree jutted from the ground with its gnarled and empty limbs offering more than enough space to sit on. I tested the branch to see if it would support my weight and no amount of budging would move it so I deemed it suitable. I climbed into the seat and rested.
The clouds began to storm up ahead, with lightning and thunder
Maggie ran up the stairs and gave me a giant hug while whispering in my ear, “I want to marry this man.”
I felt sick hearing it. My feelings were welling up inside and I needed to let them out.
“I could go for a swim,” I said, “maybe you can take us to the pool for a bit?”
John nodded, “Get changed and meet me down here.”
Maggie and I ran upstairs, her room was right across the hall from mine and her luggage was already waiting for her in the room. Both of us had our suits on in no time and met downstairs.
I was jealous of Maggie, she had the most gorgeous figure and her swimsuit only accentuated it further. Her red hair bounced around her neck as she ran and her legs seemed to go all the way up to her neck.
Meanwhile, I was a bit shorter and much skinnier. Nothing ever felt flattering when I wore it, as I didn’t have much to show off. I covered myself with my towel in order to avoid the embarrassment of comparison.
John didn’t seem to mind and he was already in his swimsuit. It wasn’t fancy but he really didn’t need anything fancy to show off his figure. His abs seemed to go all the way down his hips and his slim swimsuit was just barely covering his manhood.
I could feel my mouth water, among other things, and threw my towel to a nearby chair. The water was warmer than I was used to and I liked it.
Maggie jumped in without a care. She was always impulsive and maybe that was part of the reason I liked having her around. The most impulsive thing I can remember doing is getting on a stranger’s jet and flying to Texas.
We chatted as we swam in his massive indoor pool. He talked with Maggie a lot while we swam and I just enjoyed my time. I lied on my back and just floated.
I liked to just float about relax my muscles. Before long Maggie and John were splashing each other in the pool. I couldn’t help myself anymore and I needed to get away. It was time for me to let them be.
I pulled myself from the pool and snagged my towel to dry off.
“Where are you going?” John asked.
“I think I’m going to change and go for a walk. Will I be able to get in later, or will the door be locked?” I asked.
“You’ll be fine. Don’t go too far though, I’d hate for you to get lost.” He said with consternation.
I nodded and left them to their fun. I took the opportunity to give myself a tour around the house while drying off.
On the ground floor was a library that was stuffed to the ceiling with books while another room had a fireplace with several high backed leather chairs sitting nearby.
A door in the kitchen led down a flight of stairs to a wine cellar that made my heart skip a beat. And back near the entrance I found myself face to face with a family portrait that looked ancient. A father and a mother, with a young John seated between them.
I couldn’t help but wonder what growing up in a house like this would have been like. Having everything you want within arm’s reach would be the closest you could get to a heaven on Earth.
I left the sullen painting and returned to my room to change. It didn’t take long to throw on my jeans and a comfy shirt. It was still quite warm out so I left my jacket on the bed and trotted out the front door.
6.
The breeze was calming and whipped small patches of dust up from the ground. Off in the distance were a few clouds that began their roll over the empty plain.
For nearly an hour I walked around the grounds before finding a spot that just felt so peaceful I couldn’t help but stop and take a minute to center myself.
A large tree jutted from the ground with its gnarled and empty limbs offering more than enough space to sit on. I tested the branch to see if it would support my weight and no amount of budging would move it so I deemed it suitable. I climbed into the seat and rested.
The clouds began to storm up ahead, with lightning and thunder
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