All Chapters of For A Chance At Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

KAYLA'S  POV        I'm not an early riser. I hate it every damn time I have to wake up early in the morning and that happens to be every school day morning.  Five out of the seven days that make up my week, I have to drag my ass off the bed at fucking six am.  Thank God today is Friday because if I have to do this one more time this week, I swear I'd blow my top.  I dragged myself to the bathroom and started getting ready for school.  Ten minutes was all it took to brush and have my bath . You become that fast when you have class by eight am every morning. 

JASON'S  POV   There's nothing I love more than football. I live it and I breath it. The bell rang as I ticked the answer to the last question on my test paper. I didn't even look through my work for a second before I went to hand it in. I had barely five minutes to go get to the football pitch for practice. With any luck on my side, I would be out of  here with no delay but I guess there wasn't because the next thing I heard was, "Jason Kent, you stay back I'd like to talk to you after the rest of the class is out."

I watched him stand there, in the front of the class, teaching without hearing a word of what he was saying.I was remembering the feel of that powerful rock hard body against my soft one the night I stayed at his place.After the incident with Ethan and having Rick find me passed out in the bathroom, I had spaced out during dinner at his place and somehow started reliving the day all over again.Rick had come over to my side, held me, talked me through it.He'd calmed me down and made it all go away.I vaguely remember him carrying me back to the room I'd woken up in earlier and making me lay down.The guest room I guess.I had clutched his hand and begged him not to leave me alone.He'd sat on the bed, and held my hand.He must have fallen asleep sitting with me and somehow we'd ended up sharing the bed because when I wo

JANICE'S POVEverything and everyone in the room faded away until it was just the two of us standing there.My eyes fed hungrily on the sight of him.He looked way better than I've ever seen him before.His hair was longer now and a bit curled.And hiss smile was gorgeous.Three damned years since I'd seen that beautiful soul piercing smile.I told myself that I wasn't going to act like it mattered that he finally decided to come home and I was going to stick to that but it was like my body had a mind of its own.Before my brain could register what I was doing, I'd run to him, into his open arms and thrown my hands around his very solid and muscular body.I was hugging him like it was the last time I'd ever get the opportunity to ever do that.He smelt so good and I couldn't get enough of him.