Taming the Beast

(Keegan's POV)

I watched the game closely. It wasn't that I was a big volleyball fan or anything, I was just watching Caroline. I noticed the way her brow furrowed slightly and she chewed on her lip when she was concentrating. I noticed how she bit her lip after getting a point to keep from trash-talking. I noticed how it was harder for her to stretch her arm up on her right side than her left. I wondered what that was about. She spiked the ball, earning the Bulls the winning point. She celebrated with her teammates. I saw her glance at me. I smiled lightly as the guys dispersed to go talk to girls. I walked down to where she was standing. I had to resist the urge to touch her.

"Good game," I said, leaning over slightly so she could hear me over the noise. I smirked as I took in her volleyball spandex shorts and spandex top. All in all, they fit tightly, hugging every wonderful curve of her body.

"So, what, you're stalking me now?" she asked, amusement clearly written all over her face. Okay, so maybe I was stalking her a little bit, but she didn't need to know that. Thankfully, Nick already gave me a great excuse. I chuckled, trying to laugh it off, and motioned to the guys.

"They wanted to watch the volleyball team because of the shorts and dragged me along with them," I lied easily. Her cheeks turned rosy in embarrassment. All I wanted to do was touch her cheeks and pull her into me. Natasha called to me but I wasn't really paying attention. I kept up an easy conversation with Caroline. It was like breathing, it came naturally.

grin spread across Caroline's face as she knelt to meet the

you're getting too old for this," she smiled towards him. The look of love in her eyes for this child made my heart break. The kid rested his head on her shoulder and it looked like a natural occurrence. The boy looked just like her, granted his hair was a tiny bit blonder and he was a boy, he looked just like her. I could only stare at them, shocked

It was getting a little

politely. I couldn't help but think of what our children might have looked

but I'll see you at school tomorrow," she said, smiling at me quickly before leaving with the child in her arms. A tall blonde male was waiting for her. He slung his arm over her shoulders and kissed her head. I felt tears prick

Wait, tears?

have me feeling like this? And she wasn't even trying to do it. She was just living her life. The life she established way before me. Anything I did

bounding up to me; her shorts were hiked up higher on her skinny legs than the other girls. She smiled a toothy grin as she tucked a loose piece of dyed-blonde hair behind her ear. She was tall for a girl, only half a head shorter than me and that was saying something because I was 6'5''. Caroline was a good head shorter than me. Natasha wrapped her thin arms around