We say good night once more on our way out.

Kelly eyes my hand in Jax's and smiles at me, "have fun you two."

There's no doubt in my mind that we will. JAXSON The second the whistle blew, and we officially won the game, all I wanted to do was see Sydney. I wanted to share my victory with her. She may have never watched a football game before, but I knew she would be happy anyway.

I always get a high from winning - who wouldn't? Usually I spend the night drinking and working my way through the line of women waiting to get their hands on me. Tonight, none of that crossed my mind. Not even once.

Now, here we are, skipping what is sure to be an epic after party and going to chill at Sydney's house. It doesn't bother me one bit. There's no place I would rather be.

"So, Nadia seems interesting," Sydney says, as we approach the exit for Mesquite.

"That's one word to describe her, I guess," I chuckle.

"You guys ever hook up?"

"What? No. No way. Honestly, she kind of scares me a little bit."

"Ha! I can't imagine you being scared of anyone, but I can see her being a little intimidating," she agrees, "she's into you though."

"Definitely not."

"Come on, I thought you knew so much about women. How could you not pick up on that?"

"She was hired to babysit me. Her job is to be into me."

"I guess. I think there's more to it, but whatever. She may intimidate you, but she doesn't bother me."

"I'm glad you're secure enough in our relationship to feel that way," I reply, not realizing the magnitude of what I just said. Syd stares at me, like she's waiting to hear more.

"So is that what this is? A relationship?"

"Isn't it? This is like our second date already," I kid.

"Maybe to a guy like you, two dates counts as a relationship."

"So educate me, Ms. Hayes, how many dates does it take to make it count?"

She ponders my question, "I don't know if there's an actual number."

"Then we will use the number two. Plus, I gave you primo seats to a Rattlers game, that has to count for something."

She laughs, "fine. You win."

"Twice in one night. I must be a lucky guy." We pull into her driveway, "and here we are at your place. Looks like I'm going to get lucky again."

"Oh, is that what you think?" Sydney teases.

"Yes. I'm pretty sure."

"Are you now? What makes you think I'm just going to give in?"

I unbuckle my seat belt and lean over. Sydney looks at me and sucks in a breath of air. Placing my hand on her cheek, I press my lips into hers, parting them with my tongue. I cup my hand between her legs and rub her sex while we kiss. She reaches for me, pulling me closer. I give her just a taste more before pulling my hand away and my mouth off of hers.

Sydney looks more gorgeous right now, than she ever has. Her lips are pouty and her eyes big as she looks at me for more.

"That's what makes me so sure." I say confidently. "Now, let's go inside, sweet tits."

Her jaw drops. I open the car door and get out with a huge smile on my face. The look on her own face just now was priceless. Tonight will be a big win for us both.

Chapter 24.

SYDNEY.

A relationship? Is it too soon? Does it matter? If we both feel the connection, what difference does it make? And the heat - oh my God. The things he makes my body feel from a simple kiss - even a look - it's sinful. I like it way too much. I have never wanted a man so bad before. I've connected with guys in the past, but not on this level.

I get out of the car. My knees feel week from his touch. He may not have his hands or lips on me now, but the sensation is still with me. He follows right behind me up to the door. I'm trying to be cool, but all I want right now is to tear his clothes off.

We enter the house and I flick on the lamp. I turn to put keys down on the table, and Jax is there, standing in my space. He takes the keys from my hand and puts them down for me. He presses his body against mine, backing me up against the wall. He doesn't speak, just looks at me with that sexy, crooked smile and a devilish look in his eyes. Then, Jax crashes his lips onto mine.

We kiss, deeper than before. He's slightly bent to get down to my level, his body pressed into mine, pinning me between him and the wall. We're fully clothed, but I can feel his cock pressing into me. It's big, and hard, and ready - and I want it. I find the bottom hem of his shirt and pull it over his head, breaking our kiss - but only for a moment.

Wrapping my hands around his back, I touch his bare skin. I run them up and down over his muscular back. I can't keep my hands still. Everywhere I touch is toned and warm - and I want to touch every inch.

Jax eagerly pulls my top off. He slides his hands down my bare chest, cupping my breasts over my bra. His touch is firm and full of desire. He's not being gentle, and it's turning me on even more. With one hand, he reaches around my back and unhooks my bra, and just as quickly removes it with the other. He puts his hands on my back, pressing my breasts into his bare chest.

Our tongues work together, conveying the passion we are both feeling. Our minds must be working together too because unable to wait any longer, we both reach down to undo each other's jeans. In no time, our pants are on the floor. We just as hungrily claw one another's underwear off.

Jax gently bites my lower lip, sucking it in. At the same time, he slips his finger inside of me. I groan. I'm so hot and wet right now, all I want is to have him inside of me. He slides another finger in. It feels really good for now, but it's his cock that I'm craving.

I grab onto his shaft with both hands. It's throbbing. I stroke him with the same intensity he is working his finger inside me. Jax's naked body and warm skin against mine are enough to make me wild, but the way he's kissing and touching me are bringing me to the edge.

I'm not stroking his cock as much as I'm just pulling him into me now. Jax moves his hands up to the wall to brace himself and plunges himself inside me - all of him. He can barely fit, but somehow, he glides himself inside me, filling me completely. I have to grab onto his shoulders to steady myself. My feet are barely touching the ground.

Jax thrusts himself into me, his weight pressing me harder against the wall with every thrust. I keep one hand on his shoulder and move the other down to his ass. I grip the tight muscles, feeling them contract and relax with every move. He grabs onto the back of my thighs and holds me up.

His cock fills me each time he enters me. The second he pulls back, my body arches up to him for more. Jax moves faster and harder. My body shivers and quakes as I reach the edge. I'm not going to be able to hold back. The sensation is too intense. He moves his hands over my chest, massaging me, urging me closer.

"Oh my God," I whisper breathlessly, coming hard all over him.

He's not done yet though.

Jax continues to ravage me, pushing and pulling himself in and out of me. My nails are digging so hard into him that I'm almost sure I must have broken through his skin. He doesn't flinch though. He just keeps fucking me - hard - as I grind myself into him.

I feel him begin to throb inside of me, making his cock somehow feel bigger than before. He pumps faster, bringing us both to the point of ecstasy.

"Fuck," Jax sighs.

He pushes himself as far into me as he can. We climax together, my juices dripping over him. He slowly rolls his hips in small movements, savoring the feeling. I move my hands up over his shoulders. I have to hold myself up. I feel like I could collapse.

Jax holds me there, resting his head against mine.

"Dam, babe. You're...fuck," he says, unable to find the right words.

"You too," I say dreamily.

We stay there, breathing heavily, coming down from the high. He gently pulls himself out of me and loosens his grip on me. I lean back against the wall.

"Who knew second dates could be better than the first?" Jax kids.

"I guess you've been missing out all this time. At least you know for next time," I answer, picking my clothing up off the floor.

Jax takes my arm and pulls me up. He looks into my eyes, "there is no next time. You're all I need, babe."

"You can't know that yet."

"Why not? Don't you?"

"I don't know. I mean, yes, maybe, but, we barely know each other yet."

"Says the naked girl in front of me."

I blush, "you know what I mean."

"I do, but I also know you feel the same. I'm patient though, I'll wait for you to figure it out," Jax smiles. "Now, Ms. Hayes, I think it's time we get in our pajamas. I had a long day and you have young minds to expand in the morning."

"You brought your PJs?"

"Nope," he winks. Jax picks his things up off the floor and walks toward my bedroom.

Chapter 25.

SYDNEY.

I'm doing what I can to keep Jax off my mind while I teach today, but it's not really working. We spent the night curled up together like it's something we've been doing every night for years. I kissed him good bye this morning and left him sleeping in my bed - which was just weird.

Last week, I couldn't stand him, and now, we're apparently in a relationship. Is it possible for him to believe that, or is this just the first time he's been with the same woman more than once? How can a guy go from being a player to thinking he's in love? Not that he said he loved me, but he's acting like we're a couple and it's only been a weekend - a long, amazing, weekend, - but still, only a handful of days.

How can I doubt him though when I feel the same way? It's strange, because I'm usually so cautious and take things slow. Not this time. I went from losing a bet, to gaining a boyfriend.

I push the thoughts and confusion out of my head and try to focus on teaching for the rest of the morning. I eat lunch in the faculty lounge so I can make some small talk and keep myself grounded. Mr. Cafton approaches me.

"I heard Mikey did very well on your test Friday."

"He did," I reply with a smile, "so happy for him. How did he do on your test?"

"Excellent. What an improvement. It's nice to know Jaxson James has a brain inside that helmet. He might even have a heart under his jersey too," he adds.

Yeah, he just might.

Chapter 26.

SYDNEY.

Just when I think this day will never end, I spot Jax outside my classroom door. It's my last class of the afternoon and as tired as I've felt all day because of my late night, I'm suddenly brought back to life.

I flash a quick smile through the small window and continue with the last few minutes of my lecture. I'm sure the students are just as ready to leave as I am when the bell finally rings.

I hear some sniggers and get a couple of looks as they empty out into the hallway and see Jax standing there. After being spotted last week at dinner, and having our picture posted on social media, it's apparent that several of them think there is something going on between Jax and I. They're not wrong, but since it's just speculation and rumor at the moment, there's no need to address it.

Once I'm alone, Jax lets himself in and walks over to me. This is the first time we're seeing each other at school since our date. I'm happy to see that he knows to keep it professional when we're here - especially since the sexual tension between us is almost tangible.

"Hey, babe. How's your day going so far?"

"Fine, although I'm pretty tired. You kept me up pretty late last night."

"You're welcome," Jax smiles.

I roll my eyes and smile, "and how is your day so far?"

"Don't want to make you jealous, but it's been pretty excellent."

"Oh yeah? How so?" I ask in a flirty tone, switching from one foot to the other.

"Let's see, first, I woke up next to the woman of my dreams. Then, I made breakfast for her best friend. Then, I professed my love to her best friend while we ate said breakfast - which scored me some serious brownie points. Then I went to train with the team where I was repeatedly patted on the back for my great game yesterday, and now, here I am."