beautiful, and I’d enjoyed every moment of her company—so why was I feeling like such an ass?
My antics weren’t any worse than I’d done before… I was a self-proclaimed womanizer, using and then losing them. And yet a sinking feeling of remorse settled low within me. I thought about Lucia and how her face would fall if she ever found out that she’d been part of a stupid bet. Shit.
I would’ve still been attracted to her had we not bumped into each other that night at the stadium, though the bet was a reason for me to press the issue just a tad further. I couldn’t let her find out about it. She would think that was the only reason I had slept with her, and hell, I suddenly realized I wanted a repeat performance with her even though I had won. My body craved her.
Shaking my head, I threw my shirt on and walked out of the bedroom. I had to get to the stadium and get through practice first. Then I would sort it all out.
After dressing I quickly locked up the house and climbed into the car, my thoughts still on Lucia. How was she going to react this morning? Would she be embarrassed to see me, regretting our time together last night? Or would all of the naughty things we had done together run through her mind? Would she would struggle to keep her sanity the rest of the day as I would? Either way, I was about to find out.
I slowed the car as I approached the stadium, frowning slightly as I noted the vast number of reporters crowded around the main gate. What had happened? Surely not another high-profile player grab.
As I rounded the gate and slowed to a crawl, I saw that a large platform had been set up. The owner of my new home team stood behind a podium facing a swarm of reporters. I recognized the PR rep to his right, and there was a tall, striking blonde woman—late forties or early fifties I would’ve guessed—in a tight dress next to him, a winning smile on her face as she looked up at him.
From what I’d heard, David Cortes was a real go-getter who didn’t take any bullshit. He had taken the team and turned it into a very successful franchise. The players respected him, but he didn’t coddle anyone. As I sat in traffic waiting to turn into the gate, I did a double-take as I spotted Lucia on the other side of Mr. Cortes, an apprehensive smile on her face. She looked drop-dead gorgeous, but were those the clothes she was wearing last night? The moment she’d taken off that dress I lost all memory of it, preferring to memorize the curves and sways of her body instead. But the vague recollection of her in yellow, a color that made her skin glow, was starting to come back to me. For hours I had licked and touched her body and watching her stand there, her hair a little bit mussed—far from the sleek bun I’d previously seen her with—she was starting to make my cock twitch. But what on earth was she doing up there? Had she won some award or something? If so, I couldn’t wait to congratulate her in more ways than one.
Rolling down the window, I turned down the radio and listened as Mr. Cortes stepped up to the podium. Besides, traffic was at a standstill.
“Thank you all for coming today. This is a very special day for me and my family as we embark on a new adventure in all of our lives. I have given this very careful thought and feel it is time to put my stamp not only on our professional sports arena, but also on the political one. So, with my wife, Merry, and my daughter, Lucia, by my side, I am formally announcing my run for mayor of the great city of Jupiter.”
My jaw dropped. I couldn’t have heard right. Daughter?! The rest of the world faded away, and I didn’t hear anything past the announcement that Lucia was his daughter. Fuck me, I was going to hell in a hand-basket. My life was not going to be worth living… I had slept with the owner’s daughter? For someone who was trying to make his mark and trying to become the starting quarterback again, that was the absolute shittiest
My antics weren’t any worse than I’d done before… I was a self-proclaimed womanizer, using and then losing them. And yet a sinking feeling of remorse settled low within me. I thought about Lucia and how her face would fall if she ever found out that she’d been part of a stupid bet. Shit.
I would’ve still been attracted to her had we not bumped into each other that night at the stadium, though the bet was a reason for me to press the issue just a tad further. I couldn’t let her find out about it. She would think that was the only reason I had slept with her, and hell, I suddenly realized I wanted a repeat performance with her even though I had won. My body craved her.
Shaking my head, I threw my shirt on and walked out of the bedroom. I had to get to the stadium and get through practice first. Then I would sort it all out.
After dressing I quickly locked up the house and climbed into the car, my thoughts still on Lucia. How was she going to react this morning? Would she be embarrassed to see me, regretting our time together last night? Or would all of the naughty things we had done together run through her mind? Would she would struggle to keep her sanity the rest of the day as I would? Either way, I was about to find out.
I slowed the car as I approached the stadium, frowning slightly as I noted the vast number of reporters crowded around the main gate. What had happened? Surely not another high-profile player grab.
As I rounded the gate and slowed to a crawl, I saw that a large platform had been set up. The owner of my new home team stood behind a podium facing a swarm of reporters. I recognized the PR rep to his right, and there was a tall, striking blonde woman—late forties or early fifties I would’ve guessed—in a tight dress next to him, a winning smile on her face as she looked up at him.
From what I’d heard, David Cortes was a real go-getter who didn’t take any bullshit. He had taken the team and turned it into a very successful franchise. The players respected him, but he didn’t coddle anyone. As I sat in traffic waiting to turn into the gate, I did a double-take as I spotted Lucia on the other side of Mr. Cortes, an apprehensive smile on her face. She looked drop-dead gorgeous, but were those the clothes she was wearing last night? The moment she’d taken off that dress I lost all memory of it, preferring to memorize the curves and sways of her body instead. But the vague recollection of her in yellow, a color that made her skin glow, was starting to come back to me. For hours I had licked and touched her body and watching her stand there, her hair a little bit mussed—far from the sleek bun I’d previously seen her with—she was starting to make my cock twitch. But what on earth was she doing up there? Had she won some award or something? If so, I couldn’t wait to congratulate her in more ways than one.
Rolling down the window, I turned down the radio and listened as Mr. Cortes stepped up to the podium. Besides, traffic was at a standstill.
“Thank you all for coming today. This is a very special day for me and my family as we embark on a new adventure in all of our lives. I have given this very careful thought and feel it is time to put my stamp not only on our professional sports arena, but also on the political one. So, with my wife, Merry, and my daughter, Lucia, by my side, I am formally announcing my run for mayor of the great city of Jupiter.”
My jaw dropped. I couldn’t have heard right. Daughter?! The rest of the world faded away, and I didn’t hear anything past the announcement that Lucia was his daughter. Fuck me, I was going to hell in a hand-basket. My life was not going to be worth living… I had slept with the owner’s daughter? For someone who was trying to make his mark and trying to become the starting quarterback again, that was the absolute shittiest
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