Please just leave me
alone.”
And with that, she turned
and took off toward her dorm, thankful that he didn’t follow her.
* * * *
"Well then,” Karson
muttered as he stood in the snow and watched Lacey run from him. It was obvious
that she didn’t want him to follow her. He saw the tears in her eyes and didn’t
understand what was going on, but he wasn’t giving up. After a kiss like that
and the way she felt in his arms, he’d walk through fire for that girl. He knew
it was crazy, but he couldn’t help what he was feeling. She was just so
unbelievable. Not only was she gorgeous and funny, she was driven. What
eighteen-year-old girl wanted to help women who have had to lose their breasts
to cancer feel sexy? It was mind-blowing. She was amazing, and Karson had every
intention of making that girl his.
He understood that his
life was up in the air. The scouts from the game a couple of weeks back loved
what they saw and said that they would be in contact with his dad, who was also
his agent. His dad felt good and believed that he’d go first or second pick for
the draft. His dreams were coming true, but nothing would be right unless Lacey
was there with him. He knew that there was a good chance she wouldn’t leave Chicago, and that was fine. He’d do a long-distance relationship with her. He’d do
anything just to know she was his.
He was moving fast, but
that was just how he was. He always just jumped in and worried about everything
else later. But his feelings did scare him. He felt a bit like he was obsessing
over the gorgeous blonde that reminded him of a tall Tinker Bell, but he
couldn’t help it. Everything he learned about her, he liked, and he felt like a
stalker with how much investigating he had done on her. It was completely
innocent; he just wanted to know her and show her that he was the man for her.
“Why are you watching a
girl run? Wait, that’s a dumb question. You’re my horndog brother, that’s why.”
Karson laughed as he
glanced over at his baby sister. Kacey smiled up at him, her brown eyes shining
through the falling snow. She wore a puffy, red jacket and a large, knitted
hat, with her long, brown hair falling along her shoulders.
“Shut up,” he barked at
her as Lacey disappeared into the quad.
Kacey laughed as she
shifted her hockey bag up on her shoulder and switched her stick to the other
hand. “No, but really, what are you doing? It’s freezing out here.”
“I’m stumped. That girl is
running from me, and I don’t know what do it about it.”
“A girl, run from you?”
she teased, “That’s odd, what did you do?”
Glaring at her, he said,
“I didn’t do anything but tell her she should give me a chance. I’m a catch,
you know. Girls like me.”
“Yeah, dumb ones. I like
her already. She’s obviously smart.”
“I don’t like you,” he
declared.
“I love you, too. So
anyway, I see that you are in deep with this girl. Here is my
suggestion—romance her a bit. Don’t just expect to show up and have her fall
for you. Good girls take time to get.”
Eyeing her, he asked, “How
do you know I’m in deep?”
“Because I know you; you
don’t chase after girls. She’s special, so don’t give up. I bet you she won’t
know what hit her once you turn on the King Charm. Can’t wait to meet her.”
With nothing but a nod,
Kacey started for the rink as Karson took in everything she just said. He knew
that Lacey was special, and the more he thought about it, the more he knew
Kacey was right. He was in deep, over a girl he just met, and he wasn’t the
least bit worried about it. She had his heart, and he wasn’t going anywhere
until she had his.
For the next week, he
continued to show up at the places she was. The only problem was that now, she
wouldn’t look at him. She didn’t even acknowledge him. Sitting in the
cafeteria, his mind was muddled with thoughts of Lacey. He was sure after a week
of seeing her every day, multiple times, would