Free Destiny's Detour by Mari Brown Page A

am.” All of a sudden, Troy pulls me into him tight and starts attacking my lips. I don’t know what has possessed him but I kiss him just as eagerly. It is only when we break apart for air that I notice Buffy standing and watching us.
    “I need to shower but I will see you at the house, all right, Babe?”
    I stand up on my tiptoes and plant a soft kiss on his lips. “Ya, I will be waiting.”
    Amy and I take off toward her car but I can feel Troy watching us until we get in the car, and then he heads back into the football building. As I watch him walk away, I can’t help but feel a throbbing need start up in me. Wow, am I that weak when it comes to Troy that just the sight of him causes me to get wet? Amy must sense my problem because she sends me a knowing smirk.
    “That boy makes you hot, doesn’t he?”
    I groan. “Yes, I don’t know what I am going to do. I am so head over heels for him already, but I am so afraid this is not going to last.”
    Amy sighs. “Troy loves you, Girl. He may not have admitted it to you or himself, but he has been in love with you for a long time. The only reason he’s waited until now is because he promised your brother.”
    “I know he was trying to respect David by waiting. But that doesn’t mean he won’t grow tired of me now that he is finally able to have me.”
    “Destiny, stop worrying about this stuff. It’s not like you to be so insecure.”
    I let out a frustrated cry. “I know. I know. He is messing my head all up. I can’t think straight with him around.”
    Amy says brightly, “You’re so in love.”
    Once we get home, I get everything cooking and then sit at the kitchen counter to tackle my homework. I am still working when the guys come in, and Troy wraps his arms around me from behind before planting a soft kiss on my cheek. I smile and keep working as the guys all stand around me talking. I can tell they are getting excited about their first game. Truth be told, so am I. I have watched Troy play since peewee football, but this really is my first time watching him play as my boyfriend. I sigh out loud, which makes all three turn their questioning eyes on me. Luckily, I am saved from questioning when the timer for dinner goes off.
    The guys are nice enough to get the table set and soon we call Amy down to join us for dinner. We enjoy a very relaxing meal. We all go our separate ways to do homework. No sooner then I enter our bedroom, Troy pulls me to the bed, sitting me in his lap, “Baby, what is wrong with you?”
    I start having a mini freak out in my head. How is it Troy can read me so easy? It will be useless to lie to him because he will figure it out anyway. I glance around the room and love that we have his king size bed and are able to bring my couch into his room so I still have my place to relax. His desk is piled with textbooks and other mess. I do mean mess. Troy is a typical male, and while not a slob, he isn’t a neat freak, either. I realize I can’t put it off anymore. I am going to have to answer my boyfriend.
     

 
     
    Buffy is in rare form today at practice. I am ready to kill her five minutes into practice. She is still holding a major grudge against me for stealing Troy from her. It has become so bad that everyone but Vicky has commented on it to each other, me, or even to her. She is very careful around our coach not to go overboard, but I honestly am not sure how much more I can take before letting her have it.
    Practice is finally over and I happily jump in the shower and get changed. As soon as we walk out of the building, Troy attacks me. He is still hot and sweaty from practice.
    “Troy, that’s so gross. Now I have to take another shower.”
    “Well, let’s go. You can shower with me in the locker room,” he says with a cocky grin.
    “Eww! No, I don’t want to see all those ugly ass football players,” I say with a laugh.
    Amy speaks up. “I do. Let me go shower in there.”
    “Amy, you are such a