I took a deep breath and eyed the ball and the massive looming goal posts.I knew I was the best kicker on the team and yet the pressure of the kick while we were down so many points was hard to push down.
I glanced over at Tobias, who gave me a confident nod of his head.
You can do this.
With a running start, I kicked the ball and before it went through the goal; I knew that it would.My foot had landed just right, and I grinned as I watched it sail through the air to score us some much needed points.
Some sloppy work from the Bulls and two yellow cards had given me a penalty kick, which I converted to have us only down by two points.
The captain of the Bulls was throwing for a lineout and we all stood, bouncing on the balls of our feet as we waited for the ball throw.In the blink of an eye, Harbour and Tobias hoisted me into the air, where I caught the ball.They dropped me and I ran.A Bulls player had caught up with me fast and was headed for a tackle, but I spotted Tobias at my 8 o’clock and threw the ball back to him.He was clear and thundered down the field, thigh muscles flexing as he sprinted at a speed no man that size should be capable of and scored a fucking try.
We all ran at him, leaping on his back and roaring as it had us finally in the lead, 20-18.
“It’s your kick again, Cherry.Let’s leave them in the dirt.”Tobias’ grin was wide and unreserved compared to usual and it lit a fire in me.
Once more, I lined up the kick, and I didn’t hesitate.With only two minutes left on the clock, I launched the ball high into the air and it was a flawless conversion, right through the centre of the two posts.
We essentially let the clock run down, keeping the ball out of the Bulls clutches and the final score of the final game was 22-18.
We’d fucking done it.The Tigers were the Premiership champions for the first time in a decade.
The guys all ran at me, throwing me in the air, hugging, crying and screaming that ‘We fucking did it!’
Not even giving a shit that we were on live television with a full stadium watching us, I leapt into Tobias’ arms where he caught me easily and I kissed my alpha so fiercely that everyone would know that man was mine.
“We won the fucking Championship, Tobe!”
“I think I won something even better.”Tobias pressed his forehead to mine, tears of joy streaking down his cheeks, and kissed me like he wanted to merge our faces into one.
Covered in sweat, caked in mud, and some blood, Tobias’ tongue licking at the seam of my lips—it was the greatest moment of my entire life.
Epilogue
Tobias
I’dmadeEmilgohome and get ready to make our first date feel more official, but it was all a bit daft after we’d barely spent an hour away from each other in weeks.
It was stupid to be this nervous for a date with someone I was pretty much already with, but I’d promised my omega a proper date and I didn’t want us to miss out.
I rang the buzzer for Emil’s flat and got in the lift when he let me in.He’d left the door unlocked, so I knocked gently and walked in when I got there.
“Hello?”
“One minute, just trying to find my cologne.”
“Don’t.”
“What do you mean?”He popped his head out of his bathroom door.
“I mean, you don’t have to.I prefer how you smell naturally.”
Emil blushed a little at that but shrugged and stepped out and… wow.
He wore a dark green suit with a white shirt and several buttons left undone.It was well tailored to fit around his muscled arms and chest and holy shit, that arse.
“I think I just swallowed my own tongue.”
Emil laughed, and the sound filled my chest like the petals of a flower opening up in bloom.
