Title: Wrecking Ball
Author: B.N. Toler
Release Date: April 2014
But even the strongest of foundations can be crumbled.
Sometimes all it takes is one moment, fleeting as it may be, to crush what was once strong and indestructible, like a wrecking ball.
Now Sophia has left and as she rediscovers herself, Brandon is left holding the shattered pieces of their lives, trying to figure out how to put them back together.
He loves her.
She loves him.
All he needs now is to make her remember that.
As what’s
her name sat in my lap and whispered in my ear that she’d like to go
somewhere more private, something smacked the back of my head.
“What the...” My lap dog slid off me as I
stood and spun around to see what hit me. And that’s when I laid eyes on the
audacious Sophia Marie Campbell.
“Oh, my God! I’m so sorry!” she groaned as
she bent down and picked up the ball.
I was speechless. She was a wet dream in a
red bikini with long blonde hair and legs that went for miles. My eyes
immediately fell to her chest when she stood back up, ball tucked under one
slim, but toned arm.
“Are you okay?” She gazed at me, concern in
her eyes. Everything was stunning about her. Her eyes, her body, her boobs. Her
boobs. “Uh, yeah. I—”
“That hit to your head must’ve messed with
your vision. My eyes are up here,” she interrupted me, bending down slightly
trying to meet my gaze with hers.
“Busted!” Ryan laughed from behind me. My
gaze snapped to hers and I mumbled some sort of excuse, but was saved by Jake.
“You’ve got quite the arm,” Jake noted as
he approached us, and I could tell he was scanning her body from behind his
sunglasses. My teeth clenched at the thought.
“Yeah, just poor aim,” she laughed.
“Sophia!” One of her friends called from
the volleyball net and she turned.
“Be right there,” she yelled back before
returning her focus to me. “Seriously, I’m really sorry.”
“No worries.” I rubbed the back of my head
and shrugged. My mind fumbled for something witty and clever to say to make her
laugh again, but her presence overwhelmed me. Most girls went into flirt mode
when they were around me, batting eye lashes, biting their lower lips, twirling
their hair. Not this girl. With that, she gave a slight nod and spun around to
head back toward her friends. I couldn’t let her go. I had to think of some way
to speak with her. There were guys playing with her. Could one of them be her
boyfriend? Did I care?
“Aw, shit.” I shook my head and took off
after her. “Where you going, Brandon?” Ryan shouted, but I didn’t answer. Every
one of my bodily senses honed in on the beautiful bronzed blonde running away
from me.
“Hey,” I yelled catching her off guard as
she spun around. “Yeah?” Her eyes were big and brown, almost exotic-looking
when paired with her blonde hair.
“Um, I was wondering if...” I hesitated.
When I was chasing her, asking her out didn’t seem like a big deal, but facing
her, staring into those beautiful eyes, I wasn’t ready to take the chance she’d
say no. “Do you guys need another player?” She bounced on her feet for a moment
and spun the volleyball between her hands, running her eyes up and down my body
as if sizing me up. “You sure you can hang with us?” she challenged with one
eyebrow quirked.
“Yeah. I’m pretty good,” I lied. What the hell am I saying? I suck at
volleyball! Truth was, I’d maybe played five times my entire life, but
those games went pretty well so I convinced myself I could easily play with a
bunch of girls and a few guys.
“Okay.” She grinned, a playfulness lurking
in her eyes. “Let’s see what you got.” When we reached the sandpit where
everyone was waiting for her to return with the ball she motioned to me. “Guys,
this is...” Her last word trailed off and she turned to me, biting her lip.
“I’m so rude. I didn’t even ask your name and I hit you in the head with a
ball.”
“Brandon.”
“Everyone this is Brandon,” she yelled and
ran across the pit to her spot, kicking up sand. “Can you play setter?” “Uh,
sure.” I shrugged and took the only empty spot I saw, hoping it was where I
needed to be. I was glad asking to play didn’t backfire and she included me,
but I was disappointed when we weren’t beside each other.
The game pressed on and the other side
immediately gained five points on us. No one on our team outright blamed me,
but I could tell the general consensus was—it was my fault. I had a hard time
staying in the game because I was too busy trying to catch glimpses of her. I
finally snapped to as the ball was flying over the net, and I lunged toward it
only to collide head on with Sophia. We both crashed to the ground, tangled in
one another, the ball landing right beside us.
“Game!” one of the girls from the other
side squealed and everyone on our side groaned.
“Are you okay? I’m so sorry,” I apologized
frantically. Nice move dumbass, you just
physically crushed the girl you have the hots for.
Rubbing her head where it hit mine, she
asked, “So, you don’t really play, do you?” She laughed as she pushed up with
her hands. Sand coated most of her, like sugar against her tan skin, and it
looked sexy as hell.
“That obvious?” I questioned shaking my
head, humiliation surging through me.
“I’m Sophia, by the way.” She grinned as
she hopped up and reached a hand down for me.
“That’s a pretty name.” I took her hand and
let her help me up.
“We should go rinse off.” She held on to my
hand and pulled me toward the water with her. “I guess now were even, huh?”
“Even?” I questioned unsure of what she was
talking about.
“Yeah. I hit you with a ball and you nailed
me to the ground. We’re even.”
The douchebag in me wanted to say something
like, do you like to be nailed to the
ground, but I refrained. This girl was different. I had no idea what it was
about her I found so alluring, but I was hooked.
“Yeah, I guess so.” We waded into the
freezing cold lake, until we were waist deep when we both started splashing
water, rinsing our skin. My mind wandered to devious places as I imagined her
naked and wet, moaning my name as I thrust inside her. I sank into the water
planting my ass to the mush bottom, to hide the hard on I was getting.
“I think your girlfriend is waiting on
you.” She nodded to the shoreline where what’s
her name stood with one of her friends, trying not to look obvious as she
casually glanced our way while they spoke.
“That’s not my girlfriend,” I clarified a
little too enthusiastically.
“Oh. Guess you just let anybody sit on your
lap, huh?” She smirked at me and I cursed to myself. Of course she would think
I was just some player after seeing me with a random girl on my lap.
I had to change the subject and fast. “Do
you go to Alabama?”
“Yeah. Business. It’s my last year. You?”
She pulled a hair tie off her wrist and began pulling her hair up, extending
her torso, which only exemplified her tiny defined body. Damn, I was a goner.
“Biology. It’s my last year, too. I’ll go
for my masters after this.”
“Oh, wow. You’re smart.” Her eyebrows rose
as if she was surprised. She wasn’t the first person I ever told my major to
that seemed shocked. I didn’t exactly fit the nerdy scientist bill.
“Not what you expected?” I smirked.
“You don’t quite strike me as a biologist,
but what do I know?” She shrugged and began wading out of the water toward the
shore. Panic flooded me. I had to keep her here. Here, we were away from
everyone and I could speak with her, but up there she would surely go her way
and I’d be forced to go mine. This could be my only chance to ask her out.
“What do you do besides school?” I blurted.
Lame question, I know, but I was desperate.
Sophia stopped and turned slowly, facing
me, squinting as if she were trying to determine something about me. With a sly
grin, she said, “Go on then. Do it.” She gave me a pointed look and crossed her
arms.
“Do what?” I stammered wondering if I had
been that obvious. Did she know I wanted to ask her out?
“You’re going to ask me out, right? Or at
least you want to.” Yep, she knows. Dear
God this woman is a ball buster. All of the blood drained from my face.
There was no more pretending. This girl didn’t waste any time. My heart pounded
in my chest. What the hell is wrong with
me? Why am I acting like such a pussy?
Before I could come up with some coherent
response she said, “I tell you what. You seem to be a little...” She paused and
looked to the sky as if waiting for her next word to fall from it.
“Confused.” She finished as she put her
hands on her hips. “Maybe that ball hit you a little harder on your head than I
thought. When you think of what you want to say, I bartend over at Bradley’s
just outside of campus. Maybe I’ll see you in there sometime.” With that, she
rushed out of the water and back to her friends.
With a heavy sigh I made my way back to
shore. I knew deep down I acted like an idiot in front of her and she probably
thought I was an ass, but I knew one thing for sure. Sophia would be mine.
“Well, that was...” Jake let his last word
trail off.
“Pathetic.” Ryan finished for him,
laughing.
“What?” I shrugged as if I had no idea what
they were talking about.
“First, you practically latched on to her
leg and started dry humping her,” Ryan noted before chugging the remainder of
his beer.
“You looked like a jackass out there
playing volleyball. They must all play for the school or something. They were
good,” Jake added, and I rolled my eyes.
“I wasn’t that bad,” I grimaced.
“Brandon.” Ryan said my name as he stared
at me blankly.
“You sucked dick man. It was bad. You
fucking head-butted her.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. “Shit,” I
breathed. It was bad.
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B N Toler lives in Virginia. When she's not reading and writing, she's thinking about reading and writing. Before she became a self-proclaimed writer, she worked as a real estate agent and as an orthodontic technician. **She will notice your teeth before your eyes or hair or anything.** She enjoys shopping (way too much) and is on a first name basis with several employees at the local Target in her town.
She loves music,(bluegrass, country, 80's, actually she loves most music ~her favorite song is American Pie by Don McLean and she worships anything that is Elvis and Johnny Cash and Eric Church) dancing, (even though she sucks at it)reading, writing, eating (too much) sleeping late, (which she rarely gets to do) and laughing. If you can make her laugh, she will love you forever.
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