Page 39 of Who’s Playing You (In The Nick of Time #1)

NICK SOBA

I was still sore as fuck from a hit that I took in the game on Thursday.

When that asshole took me down at the end of the third quarter, I hadn’t felt it then.

I immediately got up and began yelling orders at my team for the next play.

After the adrenaline of the game wore off however, that’s when the pain in my knee made itself apparent.

But I was fine.

It’s nothing I hadn’t dealt with before, and I’m sure by Monday I’d be as good as new.

We’d flown back in to New York from the game and were back at The Rage facilities by early afternoon on Friday where I immediately went to PT and got a massage to help work out the bruising.

Nothing was going to stop me from a whole weekend with Scottie though. This was the last weekend I’d have except for a bye-week, because next week was our first game. Scottie had said yes to going away with me this weekend and I still had all of the reservations in place.

My goal this weekend was to persuade her to move in with me.

If we also managed to cross off a number of other firsts off of our list, that would just be an added bonus. I wasn’t pushing her for any of it, I found that letting things happen somewhat organically with us was best.

Albeit, I also organically orchestrated things.

For example, when I got back to New Hope around dinner time, I knew Scottie was at Stetson U because classes started this upcoming Monday at the school and she had some last minute department meetings. Some sort of emergency art situation.

That emergency worked perfectly for me, because it allowed me to slip into her apartment building undetected.

I took a deep inhale of her scent that enveloped me as I stepped into her apartment.

When I went to her bedroom, I lay on her bed and face-planted my head in her pillow and breathed her all in.

Next I found her hamper.

I dug through until I found the pretty light blue panties she had had on last night. I had FaceTimed with her from my hotel room last night and talked her through an orgasm. But before she took her underwear off, I’d had her rubbing herself through them and they were drenched.

I know because not only did she show me, but I watched it from the camera in the corner of her bedroom as well as through the FaceTime on my phone.

I lifted the underwear and brought it to my nose and inhaled like I’d never breathed before. They still retained her musky scent and my main man was at full mast, dying to get his turn.

Soon big guy, soon.

I poked my tongue out and took a good swipe. Mmm . Tasted just like her: all mine.

I had quickly pocketed her panties because once I got home I was going to rub my hard cock with them and let him come all over those cute little blue panties. But tomorrow, when I’d have Scottie in my arms, I would let my sticky seed spill all over her instead.

To make sure that I could do that almost every night from now on, I needed her out of this apartment though.

I grabbed a few items and moved them to strategic locations throughout the apartment, out of harm’s way.

Once I felt everything was how I needed it to be, I walked out the front door and into the hallway, I locked it as if no one had been there, then hustled up to the apartment above hers.

The one I obviously rented. Just like the one that was below hers. I couldn’t have her surrounded by some rando-strangers. Who knew? They could be predators, or worse yet, they might try to hit on her.

It had taken me over a year to secure both apartments, but it made things easier for me for the times when I came to check on Scottie before I moved to New York full time.

Likewise, it’d made things easier for when I installed the security cameras in her apartment.

The place above hers is the one I’d stashed some supplies, which I now needed to grab, because after tonight, there was no need for the two apartments I was renting anymore, or for Scottie’s place either.

With that, I turned on the faucets in the kitchen and bathroom, turned the shower on and plugged all the drains. I shoved a wadded up T-shirt into the toilet, lifted the tank and finagled it so that the water kept running. I then walked out the front door, and locked it.

After I walked out of the building I drove home, and awaited her call.