Chapter 2
Aman (Fl Colleague)
SHRESTHA.... LOOK OUT!
I jerk back into my body, whipping around just in time to see a fan with an open container tripping towards me.
An ice-cold wave of soda splashes down my front. In shock, I stumble back.....and right onto the ice. My feet slide out from under me, and I crush to the ice below.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
(Oh... My... God.... I just ate it in front of every Spades.)
My head pounds as I struggle to get my bearing..... only to see on of the Spades defenders slicing straight towards me.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
(Oh..no)
I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping the player can pivot, but an iron grip wraps around my waist pulling me to safety.
Jason Jameson (ML)
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING ? GET OFF THE ICE.
Even as the chill air on my bare skin calls for the goosebumps heat blooms in my check.
I'm in Jason Jameson's arms, his jersey is knotted in my hands. His stormy soul wars with the tender touch as he cradles me to his chest.
Jason Jameson (ML)
Do you have some kind of death wish?
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
Clearly I'm not wearing skates..... and obviously I didn't intend to fall on my ass.
Jason's eyes flash, but not with anger but... In INTEREST and CURIOSITY.
Jason Jameson (ML)
*Pull her closer*
His body is so close, his chest pressed to mine, I can feel him hold his breath..my body betrays me, heat pooling in my core.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
I'm sure you're used to people kissing your ass for favor. Not me though.
Jason's eyebrows shoot straight up to his hairline, but he takes my cue, carefully setting me down on solid ground.
Jason Jameson (ML)
Usually people don't talk to me like that.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
Can't imagine why you're a ray of sunshine.
Jason Jameson (ML)
They're not brave enough. And as courageous as you might be.....
Jason Jameson (ML)
You got a little something on your shirt....
Jason looks past me and clocks Aman as well as the camera he is holding.
Jason Jameson (ML)
It'd take some guts to go on air like that. I can see..... That you're little cold.
His eyes travel to my breast lingering on the wet fabric clinging to the curves, the pinpoints of my nipples through the chill.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
(Jason Jameson's staring.....at me.... could he really....?)
A thrill runs through me at the implications, but I don't have time to bark in, to boost my ego.
Jason sends me back to solid ground safely and lingering as Aman grimace over my blazer.
Aman (Fl Colleague)
Our Boss is going to hate this. He already thinks you're not prepared.
Aman (Fl Colleague)
And the memes, Shrestha... They'll be relentless.
I grab a napkin from nearby bleachers, dabbing furiously at the dark caramel stain as it spreads over my chest.
Shrestha Gosh (FL)
What do you want me to do? Strip naked for the ratings instead?
Jason Jameson (ML)
It'd get me to watch.
Snowy
Let's end this chapter here...
Snowy
See you guys in next chapter.....
Snowy
Till then stay happy and safe...
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