Chapter 23: Carter

##Chapter 23: Carter

The alarm goes off and I roll from bed. I've been lying here for the last thirty minutes thinking about Daisy. I need to burn off some of the excess energy crashing through my body. I have football practice three hours a day, five days a week and lift weights a couple times a week because I'm trying to stay away from the apartment when I know she'll be around. You'd think all this physical activity would be enough to diffuse the hot spikes of need that flare to life inside me at the mere thought of her, but you'd be wrong.

She's all I think about.

In a last-ditch effort, I'm going to hit the pavement in hopes that five miles will be enough to kill my growing lust.

You know what I need?

To get laid.

I need to bury my cock in some sweet pussy and forget all about Daisy Thompson. Forget about her long golden hair and flashing aquarium-colored eyes, and all those goddamn curves I want to get my hands on.

Yeah, that's not helping.

As luck would have it, tonight is