Brandon

I don't know how I'm managing to keep myself from getting erect. Every time I look at Lizzie, it feels as if blood is rushing to my head like a furnace. I'm so turned on just looking at her amazing body as she lays on the lounger. As much as I want her to come play volleyball right now, I also don't want her to be too close to me.

I think I'll be running around with a boner in my shorts all freakin day.

"C'mon dude. Slam the ball," Denver shouts out from the other side of the net. Tobias is scoring for us since it's only the three of us. I bet we'll be writing the girls off for most of the day, they all look so engrossed in their books right now.

I throw the ball in the air, lift my right hand in the air and punch it. The ball travels over the net, clearing it well and Denver lowers and punches it back up with his wrists. That man should be on the volleyball team, he's so damn good.

We used to play in school for our kids team but football became our true passion. Not to be beaten I volley it back to him.

"Hey, guys." I hear a girl's voice. Denver looks, and the ball hits the sand.

"Brandon one, Denver zilch," Tobias calls out.

"You want some company, boys?" It's Joanne. I groan, she is the last girl I want to see right now. I was supposed to have hooked up with her a few weeks ago, well you know why I didn't. Because I have had Lizzie and only Lizzie on my mind and right now, I just want Joanne to disappear.

She's moving closer to me, if Lizzie looks she'll probably freak out. "What do you want, Joanne? We're with our girls," I tell her pointedly. Denver stands with his hands on his hips, Tobias has the ball.

"You never called me, Sugar." Even the sound of her voice is irritating me some. It's nauseating.

"That's because I've been busy with practice and I'm seeing someone right now."

"Oh, yeah. Who? Please don't tell me it's that drippy bestie friend of yours." Damn if she were a guy, I'd punch her right in that fucking nasty mouth of hers.

"Don't ever speak about Lizzie like that. Do you hear me? Now piss off, can't you see we're busy?" She licks her lips.

"Now, now, don't be like that, Brandon. We had us a good time in the back of your truck." Actually, it wasn't that great. It was just a lay, nothing more, nothing less. Not like when I was with Lizzie last night. That was mind blowing, and we didn't even have sex.

"Go wash your mouth out and don't come near me again." Denver is shaking his head. I know, right? Some girls have got some nerve, and they think dudes like Denver and me are just there as objects, some kind of trophy guys to be with or say they slept with.

"Go on, get," I tell her my voice low and mean. I throw her daggers.

"Suit yourself, lover boy. But, if you ever need some tight, hot, wet pussy; you be sure to come and see me. I'm your girl." She saunters off and just the sight of her makes me want to throw up.

"Is she for real?" Denver says. Tobias is grinning.

"Boy, you really did pick them, right?" I have to agree with Tobias right now. That's what happens when you're a fucking horny teenager and need sex like it's going out of fashion.

"No class, bro," Denver says. I shake my head.

"I know. I know. C'mon, let's get those girls off their lazy asses and play some volleyball around here. Perhaps we can get a few others around us to join in."

"Great idea," Tobias says and starts walking off toward the girls still holding the ball.

I run over to Lizzie and pick her up.

"Hey, you made me lose my page." I kiss her to quieten her as her arms lace around my neck and her perfect lips meet mine. Fuck it. I don't care who sees my boner right now. I'm too damn proud holding Lizzie and letting the entire world know that she is mine. Fuck me, I still can't believe it.

Lizzie. Me. Friends to lovers. It's fanfuckingtastic.