“Did you see that press release?” Eddie asks me, as we jog off the field after practice on Wednesday.
“Yeah.” I tell him, not paying direct attention to him as my eyes lock on the woman who has been haunting my dreams for eternity.
Ok, so in reality, it’s only been two days, but it has been two very long days.
Between our practice schedule, and Laci’s work schedule, I haven’t gotten to spend any time with her since we got back from Georgia on Monday. And its driving me insane.
“Laci did an excellent job of spinning the story.” Eddie says, nodding in her direction.
“What story.” I ask, not really caring, since I’m hardly paying any attention to him.
“It was about our charities, bro. And she threw in a piece about you donating some tickets for a kid’s birthday party.”
“Oh, yeah. Cool.”
I’m barely hearing him, because I’m completely focused on Laci, or more so, the fact that she is throwing her head back and laughing at something that some guy is saying to her, as his hand is on her elbow.
“Who the fuck is that guy?” It comes out as a growl instead of a question, and it doesn’t pass Eddie by. He stops and spins around, staring at me as if I have two heads. He follows my glare, before shrugging.
“Not sure. Coach said we were getting a new PT, maybe that’s him?”
“Whoever he is, he needs to learn to keep his hands to himself.”
“Jesus, man. He’s just talking to her. What’s your problem?”
I stand, staring, hoping like hell that my glare cuts into him, but he doesn’t seem to notice. I’m sure he doesn’t, because he’s too fixated on staring at her. At my girl. Not that I can blame him, because she’s beautiful. But she’s also mine, and that fucker is going to need to learn to back off.
“Jake, man. Hold up.” Eddie reaches out, grabbing my arm and stopping me, as my body starts to propel towards them.
“Dude, what. I need to go…”
“You need to chill for a second. You look like your gonna kill someone, man. What’s your deal?”
I take my eyes off Laci for a second, before turning back to Eddie, noticing that Eric and Brock are also standing by him, staring at me curiously.
“Fuck.” I mutter, before turning in the opposite direction, towards the dugout, away from Laci and fuck face.
I stomp into the dugout, tossing my glove on the ground, sitting down on the bench, and crossing my arms, keeping an eye on Laci.
“Who the fuck is that guy? Does anybody know?” I gesture towards him, and Brock bursts out laughing.
“He’s our new PT. Why are you so bent about it? What’s your problem today? Oh, hell.” He glances back to Laci, his grin wide as fuck before turning back to me.
“Oh shit, Matthews. You nailed that didn’t you?” He laughs, then whistles before clapping his hands.
“Hey, guys. Mommy problem solved. Matthews got all up in that. Time to tell coach!” His grin widens, but fades when I stand up, leveling my eyes at him.
“I didn’t have sex with her. It’s not like that at all. I just don’t like the way that guy is looking at her.”
“Oh please. So, you’re just all bent out of shape over the way some guy is looking at her? Sit the fuck down, man. Maybe it’ll be a good thing for her crotchety ass to get laid. Might distract her from us.”
“You know what, Brock? Fuck you.” I drop my head into my hands, running my hands through my hair, trying like hell to calm down.
My blood fucking boils at the thought of anyone other than me putting their hands on her. She is mine, all fucking mine, and I swear to god I will personally end anyone who even tries to lay a hand on her.
“Ah, Matthews? I love you man, but your being kind of a dick. What gives? It’s just a bet, man. No need to freak out over some other guy talking to her. You don’t have to marry the girl, you just have to fuck…”
I stand up quickly, before taking a step towards him. “Listen, she’s way fucking more than just a bet, ok? The bets over. I’m done with it, and I don’t ever want to hear about it again. And anyone who even thinks about laying a hand on her, is gonna have to go through me first.” I scan them all, my eyes fixed in a glare. “She’s mine. She’s all fucking mine.”
“Whoa.” Eric’s eyes are wide, as he glances behind us as coach jogs down the dugout steps. “Listen, man. Obviously, we need to talk. This may not be the time or place.”
“Sit down.” Eddie presses his hand to my chest, pushing me back down onto the dugout bench as Brock, eyes still wide, sits down next to me.
I am acting like an asshole, and I know it. But watching some other guy try to move in on my girl while I can do nothing about it is not going over well with me.
“Alright, fellas, listen up.” Coach steps down into the dugout, followed by Laci, and the fucking asshole. I watch him, as his eyes travel down to her ass, my ass, before a smug smile crosses his dickish face.
“I want to introduce you guys to Mac.” He gestures to the guy with a death wish before turning back to us. “Mac here is being brought on as our new Physical Therapist. He also does a lot of personal training, and has his minor degree in fitness. So not only will he be working with the guys on the injured list, he’s available to work with all of you if you choose. And I highly recommend that some of you choose to do so.”
“Mac? Is that your real name? Or a nickname.” I level my gaze with him, staring daggers at him, as he shifts uncomfortably in front of us.
“My full name is Mackenzie. You can call me Mac for short.”
I snort, before rolling my eyes. “I thought that was a chick name.”
Eddie nudges me hard in the side and Laci shoots me a dirty look. I just shrug and sit back against the wall, keeping my eyes firmly on Mac.
“Alright, so anyhow, let’s not be assholes,” Coach shoots me daggers, “And lets welcome Mac to our team. Game tomorrow, ya’ll know that already, so I am guessing that I don’t need to reiterate the rules laid down by Laci? No extreme booze tonight, no partying. No fucking orgys or any of that shit. Our flight leaves bright and early tomorrow, and I expect you all to be well rested and ready to play. We’ve got a new lease on this season, let’s not fuck that up.” He glances around at all of us, before nodding. “Ok, good. All on the same page. Mac will be here daily, so if you’re looking for a new workout regime, hit him up. That’s all I got. Good day gentleman.” He tips his hat to us, before turning and jogging back up the dugout steps and onto the field.
Laci flashes us all a smile, before turning to go. And fuck me, if Mac doesn’t do the same, before placing his hand on the small of her back and leading her out of the dugout.
“Laci.” I bark, jumping up from my seat and stomping towards her. She spins around, her cheeks instantly flushing, but the fucker Mac? Stays right next to her, with his hand still on her back. I stare at him, leveling him with my eyes, before tilting my head towards his hands.
“You always so handsy with women that you barely know?” I cross my arms and glare at him.
“I, uh.” He stammers, before dropping his hand to his side.
“Jake! What the hell?” she hisses, matching my stance, crossing her arms over her chest. “Why are you being such a dick?”
“Why does he have his hands all over you?”
Her mouth drops open, as she glances over my shoulder before looking back at me. “Wow, Jake, just. Wow.” She shakes her head before turning back around and heading off of the field.
“I’m sorry about that Mac, he’s not usually such an asshole, I don’t know what’s gotten into him today.” She glances over her shoulder at me, glaring at me, but whatever. At least that piece of shit keeps his hands down.
“Jake, son, we gotta talk.” Eddie nudges me, but I don’t turn around, until I can’t see Laci anymore.
I grab my glove and my bag before heading to the showers.
“Oh, ok, so you’re gonna ignore me, like I didn’t just watch you lose your shit out there?”
“I didn’t lose my shit. If I lost it, you would have known.”
“Jake.” He reaches out and grabs my arm, forcing me to stop. “What’s going on with you and Laci?”
“This isn’t about Laci. I just don’t like guys like him.”
“Guys like him.”
“That’s what I said.”
He crosses his arms as I walk to the shower, turning it on and standing under the stream.
He steps into the shower next to me, before turning it on, and laughing his ass off.
“Uh huh. You’ve got it bad, brother. And you’re going to have some explaining to do to the rest of the guys. You pretty much just blurted out that the two of you are together.”
“What we are is my business.” I glare at him, but the fucker just keeps smiling.
“Yeah. Ok.” His grin widens.
“And what you are is obvious, man. You are in love with her.”
Don’t I know it. And not being able to announce that to the world is damn near gonna kill me.
“Laci.” I fling the door to her office open, making Mac jump and Laci’s eyes snap up to the door.
“Jake, what in the hell? You know you can knock, right?”
“Mac.” I sneer the word at him, as he stands abruptly and starts to collect paperwork off Laci’s desk.
“We can finish this later, Laci. No big deal. If you need to meet with Jake…”
“I don’t.”
“She does.” I say at the same time, cutting her off and staring hard at Mac as he side steps me and heads out the door.
“Jesus, Jake, what in the hell is the matter with you?” Laci screeches, as I spin around, shutting her door and locking it before turning back to her and crossing the distance to her in two long strides.
“Jake. What are you…”
I grab her into my arms and press my mouth hard to hers, stifling her words. My god, she tastes so good. I could do this all day, have her body pressed up against mine, let her smell surround me as her taste covers my lips. My hands travel all over her, before moving down her thighs and grabbing the bottom of her skirt, before pulling it right up to her waist.
“Jake, we can’t do this here.”
“Yeah? Well we can’t do it anywhere when you are too busy to see me.”
“You’ve been busy too!” She cries, before her hips buck against me and her breath catches as my finger glides between her folds, where of course, she’s soaking wet and hot for me.
“I can’t stand the way that fucker looks at you.” I growl into her mouth, before sinking my finger inside of her, making her hips buck faster against me.
“Oh my god.” She murmurs, gripping my shoulder with her hand.
“I can’t stand the way any man looks at you.” I growl, before adding another finger inside of her. “I want to plaster a sign on your ass that says taken.”
“You’re crazy.” She moans, as her head tilts back.
“Crazy in love with you.”
Her eyes lock on mine, full of heat, as I continue to stroke her clit and finger fuck her, as her pretty pink lips moan my name.
“I love you too.” She murmurs, before reaching up and pulling my face to hers, letting her lips and tongue explain to me just how much she does in fact love me.
“That’s right baby.” I reach up with my free hand and unbutton her blouse. It drops open, showing off a plain white demi cup bra, that is instantly pulled down, letting those gorgeous breasts of hers spill out into my hands.
“Fuck.” I mutter, as my lips crash onto hers, my hands fumbling all over her body.
I pick her up, carrying her to her desk, where I use one hand to shove everything off it before setting her on it. She rests her feet on the chair, giving me the most fucking perfect view of her.
“Jesus.” I murmur, taking a step back and basking in the site.
“Laci, honey. You are so fucking sexy.”
With her shirt unbuttoned, her breasts exposed, and her panties off with her skirt around her waist, she is the sexiest sight that I’ve ever seen. And she’s mine.
“Spread your legs more, baby. Let me see all of you.”
She does as I ask, biting her lip the entire time and looking behind her nervously.
“Jake, we could really get caught.”
“Well then I guess everyone will know that you’re all mine then.”
“We can’t get caught! I would get fired!”
“So?” I step forward slowly, watching the way that her breathing increases with every step that I take towards her. “I’ll take care of you. You don’t ever have to work another day in your life, baby. I’ve got you. I’ll always have you.”
When I’m in front of her, I reach underneath her bottom, lifting her just enough to ease myself into her. She throws her head back and moans as I slide inside of her, until I’m balls deep.
“So sweet.” I murmur against her lips, as I begin to move.
Her arms wrap around my neck, as she presses her body up close to mine, murmuring my name and moaning softly into my neck as I move my hips.
“Tell me how much you love me.” I groan, as the world starts to fade around me, and all that I can focus on is the way her body feels next to mine.
“So much, Jake. So damn much.” She murmurs, before reaching her hand up and turning my chin so that I face her, before pressing her lips hungrily to mine.
“All mine.”
“All yours.”
Our eyes lock, as she reaches down, grabbing my hips and pulling me harder into her. I take her cue, and pick up the pace, until I feel her clamp down on me, before losing herself all over me.
I thrust a few more times, before following her down, spinning and shaking, griping onto her as if she is my lifeboat.
“Jake.”
“Fuck Laci.” I press my forehead to hers, panting to catch my breath.
“Dammit, baby. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Jake. You have to trust that.”
“I do trust that. It’s just that, seeing that guy touch you today. Fuck.” I blow out my breath, before pressing my forehead to hers.
“It made me crazy. It’s just old insecurities coming back to me. I didn’t mean to freak out. It’s just that…”
My words trail off as her eyes meet mine.
“It’s just that I’m so in love with you. I don’t ever want to lose you.”
She just shrugs, before pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
“No worries, there, hotshot. I’m pretty in love with you too.”