Stronger (The University of Gatica #4) Page 13

  "You're cleared for the next track meet. You let us know if you feel up to it, but as far as me and my staff are concerned, docs cleared you, you run." He smiled and took a step back before pausing. "Don't give up on the guys just yet. Love them through their infancy. Everything seems overwhelming and they don't want to half-ass anything. I remember how it felt and I'm sure you both know it all too well. Let love be the source of your strength. Hang in there. It gets better. They eventually get their man cards."

  He walked off and Chrissy watched him go, shaking her head before leaning over and hugging her friend to her side.

  "I wonder if it's a crime to date someone thirty years older than you."

  "That's gross."

  "I'm talking about Anderson. He's so good looking and did you hear the wisdom he just tossed on us?" Chrissy smiled as Aileen rolled her eyes.

  "He's married, you idiot."

  "I was just trying to get you to smile."

  "You would totally date him if he wasn't... wouldn't you?"

  "If there wasn't a hot hockey player in my future? Hell yeah, I would. Didn't you hear him? He has his man card. I wonder what it looks like." Chrissy laughed and jumped up as Aileen came after her, her friend laughing and giving her hell for being a perv.

  They would survive this time of growth like they always did – together.

  CHAPTER 20

  "You ready, tiger?"

  Chrissy turned and nodded at Coach Maves. "Ready as I'll ever be."

  "We're all so impressed with where you've come from. Make sure to keep your balance today and only focus on the run. Don't let your thoughts or anything distract you. Today is your day. Hear me?"

  "I sure do. I’m not reaching for a win, but I am reaching for technical perfection.”

  “I have no doubt you’ll do it." Coach patted Chrissy on the back and walked away. It was nice to know that only having been on the team for a short while, she already had the confidence and support of the people that mattered most in her fight to keep her scholarship. Both of her coaches had been more than encouraging. Outside of her brother they were the ones rooting the hardest for her to find her center and capture her success once again.

  The indoor arena looked beautiful full of life and competition. Scratch that, the competition made if full of beautiful life. There had been a good handful of renovations done on it over the holidays. Chrissy had noticed some of the construction but was obviously too wrapped up in everything to think to ask what was going on. She glanced around the stands, Ryan nowhere to be seen. He probably had an issue with his flight or maybe just had something come up. He hadn't answered her over the last few days, but he was in the middle of a brutal winter training camp. Jason reminded her ten times over the last few days that the coaches will often take up all phones and electronics to keep the players’ head's in the game and not on anything or anyone else.

  "Focus. Focus. Stop thinking about him and get your head in the game. You can find him when this is over." Chrissy glanced back at the stands. Her brother was dressed up in school colors, him and Tyler having painted their faces and torso's. They started dancing around as she waved at them. They were going to get their asses kicked out.

  She laughed out loud. It wouldn't be a true meet if they didn't. Everyone was there to support her. Everyone but Ryan. She let out a long sigh and walked to the start line of her event. A few familiar faces greeted her, students from other schools she had been competing against for a long time. This was her sport and Maves had said it well - this was her moment.

  Chrissy was up next.

  It was now or never.

  A cheer rose up from the bleachers. Her friends and brother no doubt. Chill bumps broke out across her skin and she blew out a long breath. Her breakfast threatened to rise in her throat, but she pushed it back down. She bent over and rubbed her knee as the official called out, “Chrissy up, Trina on deck, Lia in the hole.”

  Chrissy moved to her approach mark and stared down the runway to the challenge in front of her. She thought briefly of Ryan and forced it back away as she closed her eyes, listening for the sound of the official calling her name one last time. Focus.

  Nothing else should matter, but he did. He was supposed to be there. He promised. It was the foundation of their trust being built. Nothing had mattered before, but Ryan changed everything. Her focus, her drive, her desires – all wrapped up in the need for him to be a part of her everything.

  The official called her name and she pushed off. Her eyes opened and she worked to keep her focus, counting down as her approach neared the take-off board. She pushed herself harder than she ever had before. Hopefully muscle memory would take over and she could relax in the fact that after all of this work and all of these years, she would ace this because it was simply part of who she was, not just what she could do.

  The same, soft voice that always warned her whispered now as she approached the sand pit. Shifting slightly she lowered her center of gravity and lengthened her stride. Two long steps later she was airborne, her leg kicking powerfully as she had trained to do over and over. She wanted to look to the left, to see if he was there, but she forced herself to maintain her stance. She hit the sand with impact, but it was the appropriate speed, the right projection, the perfect landing.

  She knew the minute she finished that she set a personal best. She leaned forward and moved out of the pit. She let out a long sigh as she waited for the measured mark. She needed to know she was still able to do this. Her legs were everything. They were her future for the next few years. Without her ability to run and win she would lose her scholarship. No one could spare her the agony of being ejected from college and having no hope. Poverty was her way of life for so long that she and Jason had to fight hard for everything they got.

  She had fought hard and won. She let out a soft sob before someone stood beside her and dropped down to rest their hands on their knees, imitating her position.

  "Are you hurt, Chrissy?" Ryan reached over and slipped his hand over hers. "Is it your knee?"

  Tears spilled over onto her cheeks as she reached for him, knocking him backwards over the wooden boards that showed fans the distance of the jumpers. They fell to the ground, Ryan on the track and Chrissy on top of him.

  "I didn't think you would come," she whispered before pressing her lips to his, kissing him with the message that she was lost without him.

  He returned the kiss, rolling her over and pressing himself to the top of her. "You're not hurt, right?"

  "No. I was overwhelmed. I was scared. I thought maybe..." She stopped talking, the emotion cutting her off.

  "Um, guys. You can't do that here." Coach Maves offered a hand to Chrissy and smirked. "There is a small office over there if you need to have a moment to get yourselves together."

  Chrissy moved off of Ryan and stood as he moved to stand beside her. An official looked down his nose at her.

  Jason jumped over a hurdle and rushed toward her. "You okay?"

  "Yeah, you brute."

  "Yeah, well how about not giving me a damn heart attack with your moment."

  "Sir, Sir... you can't be here." The officials took Jason and Ryan by the arms. "You're going to have to leave."

  "Just like old times." Jason laughed and nodded to Ryan.

  The measuring official called out Chrissy’s jump. Her mouth dropped. She’d set a PB and made the automatic qualifier for NCAA indoors. She hugged the surprised official and jumped up and down.

  Ryan walked back with her to where the other jumpers were waiting to take their second round of jumps. He slipped his hand into Chrissy's and they walked to the edge of the field before he pulled her into a tight hug. "I got delayed at the damn airport and they took our phones in training camp, but I would never miss this. I want to be here for everything I can, for everything you do, babe." He leaned down and kissed her softly, the passion pushing them to dive in deeper. She was panting by the time they broke the kiss.

  “I started to get worried
, but I didn’t want to lose hope.” She let out a long breath and pulled him in closer, as if something might take him from her any minute.

  “I figured you were. I was driving myself crazy trying to figure out how to get a message to you on both accounts.” He touched his forehead to hers. “I’m here now. I’d never leave you hanging like that. Ever. I need you too bad in my life to harm this thing we have going.”

  "I love you. You make me better, braver, stronger." Chrissy reached up and touched the side of his face.

  He turned and kissed her fingers before looking back down at her. "You make me the man I want to be. Don't doubt me again. I'll never let you go... Never."

  ~ THE END ~

  DOMINATE

  Coming Fall 2015

  Come back and see what happens with Tyler and Aileen

  Hope you enjoyed

  STRONGER

  If you have a moment, it would be greatly appreciated if you could leave a sentence or two review on the site you purchased your copy, so others can also find the series to read and enjoy!

  Thanks, Lexy Timms

  Want To Find Me?

  Facebook:

  https://www.facebook.com/SavingForever

  Newsletter:

  Sign up for news and updates!

  http://eepurl.com/9i0vD

  Website:

  http://lexytimms.wix.com/savingforever

  Amazon Author Page:

  http://www.amazon.com/Lexy-Timms/e/B00HZ3O3QW/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

  More by Lexy Timms:

  Saving Forever Series:

  SAVING FOREVER SERIES

  Book One is FREE!

  USA: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HBX7DD6

  UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00HBX7DD6

  Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABs_uaeEamo

  Description:

  Charity Thompson wants to save the world, one hospital at a time. Instead of finishing med school to become a doctor, she chooses a different path and raises money for hospitals – new wings, equipment, whatever they need. Except there is one hospital she would be happy to never set foot in again--her fathers. So of course he hires her to create a gala for his sixty-fifth birthday. Charity can’t say no. Now she is working in the one place she doesn’t want to be. Except she’s attracted to Dr. Elijah Bennet, the handsome playboy chief.

  Will she ever prove to her father that’s she’s more than a med school dropout? Or will her attraction to Elijah keep her from repairing the one thing she desperately wants to fix?

  ** This is NOT Erotica. It's Romance and a love story. **

  * This is Part 1 of a FIVE book series *

  Heart of the Battle Series

  Celtic Viking

  Book 1

  US:http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VVK8S5W

  UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00VVK8S5W

  Celtic Rune

  Book 2

  US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/ B00WXI50TI

  UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/ B00WXI50TI

  Celtic Mann

  Book 3

  Coming June 2015

  US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WXI50TI

  UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00WXI50TI

  COMING SOON