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Story: Dirty Player
Swwoooon.
He removes my shoes and pulls off my black slim pants. Then stands staring down at me.
I wish I wasn’t so drunk because I want to remember this.
Then he pulls the covers over me.
Wait, what’s he doing?
“Go to sleep, Kaylee.” He kisses my forehead. “I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”
Then he turns off my light.
And.
Leaves.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
LEVI
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I drop the weight bar and sit up, feeling around for my shoulder. My injury is well and truly healed, but I’m still careful with it.
Coach has put me back on the field for the past two games. We won one, lost the other. So far he’s pleased with my performance, but I want to make sure I stay with the team next year.
And the year after.
I’m serious about my football career.
Kaylee pissed me off last night. Why the hell did she get so drunk? I lost a valuable hour of sleep having to pick her up.
Not that I minded.
When Stephanie said there were assholes hanging around—my words, not hers— I already had my keys in my hand. But I’d rather have had six hours sleep last night instead of five.
She knows the level we work at in the NFL.
There was something weird going on in her head last night, and I was not going to get into a conversation with a drunk woman.
I saw the hurt in her eyes just before I turned the light out. I planned to see how she was today, but so far I’ve not seen her.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, so I won’t see her until next week. We’re flying to the Hamptons tonight to spend a few days with the Dufort’s.
Fuck, I’m going to miss her.
As much as I love my family, and that’s a lot, I hate that it means not being with her.
Still, I’ll be coming home a day early to spend a day training hard, but it won’t be downtime to be with Kaylee.
I move to another machine and think about all the men watching her in the bar when I walked in. I’m never going to be able to stand in public with her and tell them to fuck off and say she’s mine.
I’m a public figure now.
I was lucky not to get recognized last night. She wasn’t making a big scene, but the sexy little kitten wasn’t exactly being innocuous either.
Finally, I spot her walking past the gym door wearing dark sunglasses, so I finish up my set. I chug down my water and head in the direction of her office.
He removes my shoes and pulls off my black slim pants. Then stands staring down at me.
I wish I wasn’t so drunk because I want to remember this.
Then he pulls the covers over me.
Wait, what’s he doing?
“Go to sleep, Kaylee.” He kisses my forehead. “I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”
Then he turns off my light.
And.
Leaves.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
LEVI
––––––––
I drop the weight bar and sit up, feeling around for my shoulder. My injury is well and truly healed, but I’m still careful with it.
Coach has put me back on the field for the past two games. We won one, lost the other. So far he’s pleased with my performance, but I want to make sure I stay with the team next year.
And the year after.
I’m serious about my football career.
Kaylee pissed me off last night. Why the hell did she get so drunk? I lost a valuable hour of sleep having to pick her up.
Not that I minded.
When Stephanie said there were assholes hanging around—my words, not hers— I already had my keys in my hand. But I’d rather have had six hours sleep last night instead of five.
She knows the level we work at in the NFL.
There was something weird going on in her head last night, and I was not going to get into a conversation with a drunk woman.
I saw the hurt in her eyes just before I turned the light out. I planned to see how she was today, but so far I’ve not seen her.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, so I won’t see her until next week. We’re flying to the Hamptons tonight to spend a few days with the Dufort’s.
Fuck, I’m going to miss her.
As much as I love my family, and that’s a lot, I hate that it means not being with her.
Still, I’ll be coming home a day early to spend a day training hard, but it won’t be downtime to be with Kaylee.
I move to another machine and think about all the men watching her in the bar when I walked in. I’m never going to be able to stand in public with her and tell them to fuck off and say she’s mine.
I’m a public figure now.
I was lucky not to get recognized last night. She wasn’t making a big scene, but the sexy little kitten wasn’t exactly being innocuous either.
Finally, I spot her walking past the gym door wearing dark sunglasses, so I finish up my set. I chug down my water and head in the direction of her office.
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