Through My Window

Original Edition: 26. The Soccer Game

 

26

Soccer.

The most popular sport in the world and one of my favorites. I don't know when I developed the passion to watch the games, maybe it was from the day I saw Ares playing with a ball in the backyard of his house or maybe it was that first game that Dani's mother took us to see her brother play, I don't know. The fact is, I really enjoy watching a soccer game.

I am very excited, but my sweaty hands and beating like crazy heart are not the effect of the sport, those reactions have a first and last name: Ares Hidalgo.

Why does it make me so nervous to know that I'm going to see him?

He will be far away; he won't even notice my presence among so many people in the bleachers. I need to calm down.

We got there and as I predicted the place is full, Dani had trouble finding a spot in the parking lot but after a while she found one. We walk on the bleachers and keep going up for a place to sit. There is a large space in the second row of seats, and we will have a good view of the field, so we stay there. Dani sits first, then Apollo, Carlos, Yoshi, and me.

There are two clear cheering sides, we are on the side of Daniel and Ares' team. The grass on the field looks very green and well-trimmed. There is still a bit of daylight even though the sun is gone. The sky looks gray welcoming the darkness of the night, the great lights of the field are on, illuminating. I swallow thickly as my eyes go to the players stretching and practicing with the ball near the goal. Ares' team uniform is black with red stripes and numbers while the other team's is white.

Number 5, where are you, Greek God?

As if he wanted to answer me, Ares comes out of a group of boys on his team, walking with that confidence that characterizes him. My heart flies out to chase him. The uniform shorts fit perfectly to his defined legs and the shirt fits tight revealing those arms that have taken me tightly. He wears some kind of thin red elastic headband to keep his black hair away from his face. And on his left arm he wears the team captain's band.

My God, why are you making it so hard for me?

Why does he have to get hotter every day?

Ares meets another player whose back I can only see, but he seems very familiar to me. They talk, and Ares looks serious, as if deciding something important. The unknown player turns slightly, and I can see him.

Marco. How come I forgot he also plays on this team?

I bite my lip remembering the dance I did to Marco. God, what a shame. But hey, Marco doesn't look bad in that uniform. My eyes go down his body.

Well, that's a nice ass.

I give myself a mental slap, having sex has definitely released my perverted side to its fullest. Ares laughs and shakes his head at something Marco says, and I stop breathing. He looks so cute when he laughs.

"Rachel?" Yoshi brings me back to reality.

"Yes?" I look at his and Yoshi has his eyes narrowed.

"Enjoying the view?"

I giggle, "A little."

"I asked you if you want soda, I'll get some."

"Nah, I'm good."

Carlos pokes his head out from behind Yoshi's back, "Are you sure you don't want anything, my princess?"

"I'm fine."