Title: Wrecking Ball
Author: B.N. Toler
Release Date: April 24, 2014
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Author: B.N. Toler
Release Date: April 24, 2014
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When Brandon and Sophia met, something clicked. A guy who
didn’t believe in love at first sight, suddenly believed. A girl who believed a
bad boy would always be bad, changed her mind. With Sophia by Brandon’s side,
he knew he could conquer the world, and Sophia had never felt more loved or
wanted in her life. They were good together.
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.
Push It by Salt-N-Pepa
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap by AC/DC
Take Me Home Tonight by Eddie Money
Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison
Unforgettable by Nat King Cole
Like A Virgin by Madonna
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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