Nina
As the crowd cheered over our victory, Enzo sat up with a smile stretched across his face. He wasn’t looking at the scoreboard, though. He was looking at me.
Before I could resist, Enzo Rivers reached out and cupped my face in his hands, pulling me toward him and kissing me firmly on the lips in front of the entire school. When he finally pulled away, I felt my face go red as I realized that we were still being projected on the large screen that hung over the stadium.
I felt like a deer in headlights, completely taken aback by Enzo’s aggressive kiss.
Enzo stood, the injury to his head having already healed, and helped me to my feet. The crowd erupted into a mixture of cheers and boos as he slipped his hands under me and scooped me up into his arms, twirling me around on his skates
