“That I have to win,” she stated without a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Perfect.

“Ok here’s the rules. I set up cones so they’re only half field apart. You can’t go out of bounds. No illegal moves. The first one to 5 wins.” I kicked the ball towards her. “You start.” She just smiled and peeled off her own t-shirt.

“Fine.”

I thought I had my work cut out for me. Guess I motivated her a little too much. My cleats dug into the ground as I pushed down keeping up with her every stroke. Doing everything I had to, I kept myself between her and the goal. The sun beat down on us. Beads of sweat that once clung to my forehead were now rolling down my face. Taking the ball from her, I dribbled down the field putting the ball in the goal. 1 to 0. It didn’t last long.

After about a half an hour of nonstop soccer, the score was 4 to 4.

“Come on Spence just let me win,” Ashley huffed leaning over with her hands on her knees.

“If you want it baby you got to work for it,” plus I really like seeing this sporty side of Ashley. The way her golden brown legs flex when she runs, the sweat that runs down her perfectly toned body, her flat stomach… Gulping I realized sweat wasn’t the only reason I was drenched right now. Oh god I hope she scores too.

“Spencer,” Ashley stated knocking me out of my thoughts.

“Hmm.”

“Are we going to play?”

“Sorry. Daydream.”

“It better have been about me,” she joked playing with the ball.

“Of course.” If only you knew.

“You start,” She stated cockily kicking the ball towards me.

“Are you sure you wanna do that baby?”

“Very.” She was testing me. She thought I was going to let her win. Yes, I want her to win. But I don’t know If I could stand her gloating all night long. Nope, she’s going to have to work for it.

As soon as the ball reached my feet I was off. She was hot on my tail. I had a lead, but I guess she really wanted this, because I could feel her growing closer which each step. But I was only seconds away now. Taking a final dribble, I wound up about to take the shot. Just when my foot was inches away from making contact with the ball, I felt a body come crashing full speed into mine. We both went flying to the ground.