Back To You - A Second Chance Romance

That night while dancing close on the floor, feeling her warmth, and looking into her eyes, I knew at that moment, I never wanted to be without her.

Caught up in the moment, I leaned in close and kissed her, and soon, our passion grew intense, building as I cupped her face. Her fingers ran through my hair as she urged me closer, and for a moment, we almost forgot where we were. It was magical.

While it lasted.

“That’s enough of that, Jake,” Coach Howard said as he wedged his arm between us to pry us apart. It was a little too forceful and unnecessary, especially with what happened next.

Kate was taken off guard and stumbled on her high heels. The next thing I knew, she fell to the floor, and somehow, her shoe strap broke in the process.

“Watch it!” I said, assisting Kate, but then the coach grabbed me by my suit jacket, and I got pissed. “Back off! You don’t put your hands on me, and you damned sure don’t put your hands on her!”

Coach Howard didn’t back down, getting in my face, and I didn’t like it. Not one little bit. I did the same, looking down my nose at the older man as a crowd began to form.

Meanwhile, Kate took off her shoe and got to her feet. And with one shoe on and one shoe off, she shoved between us and got in the coach’s face to tell him off. And boy, she did not hold back.

“I am eighteen years old, and if I want to kiss him, I’ll kiss him!” She shook her shoe in his face. “These were my favorite heels. And now my dress is all dirty. No one needed your help, you Neanderthal!”

“Now look here, young lady. That’s school policy, and that’s why I’m here to chaperone. If you want to continue, I could just write you up and let the principal deal with you, but I don’t think you’re going to like it.”

Kate turned to me and hitched herself up against me. Standing on her one good heel, she grabbed me and planted a kiss that nearly knocked me on my ass.

The rest of the party cheered, and many others began kissing their dates, some making lewd gestures. But the party cranked up after that.

By the time the kiss was over, the coach had stormed away, and Kate was glowing. I had never seen her so fired up, and that passion carried over to me in ways that could only make me dream of having her. Then she took my hand and looked into my eyes.

“Take me out of here,” she’d said breathlessly. “I want you.”

I was all for it. I kissed her again and then looked over at the coach, who was on his flip phone, chatting with someone about the situation.

It was time to make our exit. It was so exciting, and my body was running on full adrenaline.

As we started toward the front doors, the coach came after us again. “Stop right there. I’ve called Principal Landry. You can’t leave until they get here. You will be written up and escorted home.”

I pushed him aside and walked past, pulling Kate along behind me, but Coach Howard, who had always prided himself on being a stickler for discipline, decided to pick on Kate instead, being the wimp that he was. “I cannot let you leave with him, young lady.”

Kate’s eyes filled with so much fury, her green eyes, that were usually as happy as a spring day, turned to storm clouds. “I am legally an adult. I came here with him, and my parents are expecting us home together. Now step out of the way, or I’m going to tell my father how you pushed me down and ruined my dress.”

Coach Howard’s eyes widened, and Kate pushed past him. “Young lady!” he shouted, but we were already on our way.

I was so turned on by the time we got to the car that it was hard to keep my hands to myself, but I managed.

“That was intense,” I said. “You are so sexy when you get angry, but remind me not to piss you off.”

I helped her into my truck, and she waited until I was behind the wheel to take my hand and look me in the eyes. “Will you take me somewhere we can be alone?”

“Where do you want to go?” I asked, not sure what was on her mind. Our usual idea of alone was sitting on her back porch or maybe the corner booth at the back of our favorite burger joint, but there was something in her eyes that said that night was different.

She moved closer to me in the truck and put her had on my thigh. Then as if she had been possessed, she kissed me as her hand went to my crotch. She stroked me through my pants, and I headed out to the only place I knew to go, a place we wouldn’t be bothered, a place that no one would come looking for us.