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Carson

Fuck she's here.

She's actually here.

My body is frozen in shock as I watch her turn around frantically, my brows furrow together when her hand starts rubbing over her heart.

Damn she looks amazing, I wouldn't be surprised if I just drool while looking at her. Fuck, her body-

"Carson, why don't we take this upstairs?" I jerk out of my thoughts, Ellie winks at me while leaning over giving me a perfect view of her fake tits.

My dick doesn't even twitch. Apparently my cock is also stuck on the same girl who has my head running all over the place.

I push myself up so I am standing, causing her to stumble to her feet and nearly fall over, feeling like a dickhead I lend a my arm out for support and in a second dainty cold fingers wrap around my bicep.

"Look I've really got to go-" I start but don't get very far before I'm cut off again.

"Please, I'll be extra handsy tonight." She winks at me causing my stomach to rumble in the opposite effect then it's meant to. Fuck, I feel nauseous. I extract her fingers off my arm and quickly step out of her grip, frustration building inside of me.

"No." I deadpan.

"Please-" she pouts her bottom lip out in an entirely unattractive way.

"Do you need me to teach you what no fucking means." I gentely grab her arm and lead her towards the group of friends she arrived with. Hey, I may be an asshole but I'm not an asshole who is willing to let a drunk girl roam around a frat party by herself.

My sister taught me well.

As soon as she's in the arms of one of her friends I swiftly turn around in search of the brown haired angel. Disappointment fills my stomach when I don't spot her.

What the fuck am I on? This is not part of my plan, fuck I shouldn't even be this obsessed with a girl whose name I don't even know-

My head whips around when I spot a flash of brown in the corner of my eye.

Mother fucking shit.

She's laughing at something TK has said, her head is tipped back and her smile is bright on her face as she holds the edge of the pool table for balance. The corners of my mouth tug upwards just looking at her.

Fuck she might be an angel.

I'm snapped out of my trance when I spot all my other teammates staring at her with lust in their eyes. Running a hand through my hair like a giddy teenage boy I walk up to the crowd of my teammates.

A grin is plastered on my face but slightly falters when she spots me and the bright smile on her face vanishes. Shit I don't think I've ever had that effect on someone.

"Hey cap! This is-"

"It was nice to meet you guys but I've got to go find my friends." Angel says as she avoids eye contact with me rushing past, Kade frowns at me from the couch assessing me with a look that I can only explain as an a pschyo assesment.

Before I fully comprehend what I'm doing, my hand is latched onto angel's wrist pulling her towards my chest so her warm back is against me.

"Don't go." I find myself murmuring in her ear, I'm not even sure if she can hear me over the music and the chatter in the room but by the way her breathing shallows I'm pretty certain she has.

Her body is ripped out of my grasp and I'm met with harsh glare from a pair of hazel eyes that I find myself lost in, her eyes travel up my body assessing every small detail from five feet away.

I tilt my head slightly as I stare at her, forcing my body to stay put. And when her eyes finally meet mine I swear I can't breathe.

"You do not get to grab me like that dickhead!" she shouts breaking the tension straining between us, I take a step forward and nod.

"Are you mute? That might explain your incompetency to understand basic manners" she rolls her eyes and it's like I've just become addicted.

"What's your name?" I ask grinning so wide my jaw starts to hurt.

"None of your fucking business." She say's obviously off guard by the question as her cheeks flushes.

"Her names Eve!" I don't take my eyes of Eve even when another voice pops into our conversation, instead I drink in the sight of her.

"Katie shush!"

"Will you stay, Eve?" I whisper taking one step closer to her as mirrors my movements by retracting one step back. Fuck I'm addicted to this girl.

"I'm not going to be the replacement of the girl who was just draped over your lap. Or have you forgotten about the girl who was seconds away from dry humping you." She tugs her lips up in a mocking smile, aware of my teammates laughs and whistles from behind me my smile brightens even more.

I think I'm in love.

"I didn't lay one hand on her. Plus I'd rather it be you."

"In your dreams, you wouldn't even be able to get me off." She chuckles, a crowd of my teammates start whistling around us. My feet start gravitating towards her and unlike last time she stays put.

My lips are a ghost away from hers, as I tip her chin up softly her eyes narrowing. "Should we test that theory. Cause baby, I'd make it my life's purpose to try." I wink.

"You're a cocky piece of shit, you know that."

"Stop flirting with me, angel." Damn, I don't think I have ever had this much fun in my life and how do I make sure it never ends.

"Ugh! You're infuriating, you're-"

"Eve! You good? He bothering you?" A guy that looks vaguely familiar says as he pushes between us, placing his hands on her bare shoulders immediately earning my glare .

"I'm fine Elijah, I can handle myself." Eve says rolling her eyes, pride swallows me in that moment. That's my girl. I return my attention onto the guy in front of me, Elijah, that's how I know him.

I've talked to him a couple times at parties and what not and he seemed like a chill guy, now though he's really getting under my skin.

Is that her boyfriend? How long have they been together?

"Are you sure-"

"Can you just take me home?" She cuts him off.

"Eve-"

"Just take me home."

For a fraction of a second her eyes hold mine, everything else is blurred as her brown eyes stare at mine. They look tired, empty almost. But maybe I'm just too tipsy to tell. I want to know you, Eve. I need to know you.

She turns her head and takes off in the other direction towards the exit, my feet don't move just stand there as I watch her leave.

What the hell am I doing standing here.

"Eve! Eve!"

A hand comes in contact with my chest, restricting me from going any further. I watch as her frame exits the house and leaves my vision then do I focus on the piece of shit I am about to knock down.

"Stay out of her way Carson." Elijah says harshly, glaring at me. He does a pretty good job at trying to intimidate me, he's not scrawny I'll give him that. But I don't go to the gym everyday for nothing, he's a few inches shorter than my 6'4 build.

"Stay out of my fucking way and mind your goddamn business Elijah." I curse.

"Are you going to change for her?"

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows, completely caught off guard by his question.

"We all know your future plans here Blake, football. That's all you care about, she's not someone who deserves your one night fucks." He pats my chest stepping back, and for once I'm speechless.

"Don't go messing up her life more when you don't even want to be in it. Because I won't hesitate to end your career. See you around, Blake. Good luck on the season."

I watch as he walks away, standing there for a couple of seconds, the party still buzzing around me.

Unconsciously I walk back towards my teammates that hoot and holler about the show that they witnessed, flipping them all off I snatch a beer and sit my ass down near the corner of the couch, packing in my socialising for the night.

Don't go messing up her life more when you don't even want to be in it.

The scary thing is, I do want to be in her life. I want to know more about the spit fire angel.

I want to know every little thing about Eve Beckett, and that scares the shit out of me.