Page 16 of Loving the Coach

Walking into my room, I take out my cell and make a call, hoping that it’ll give me the outcome I need. After all, I’m so fucking close to the Endzone I can taste it.

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Knocking on the door to Katie’s apartment, my heart is in my mouth. I’m not sure how she’s going to take seeing me now, it’s been almost five hours since I left her outside and drove away. The door opens and I’m winded by the sight of her. Those gorgeous green eyes of her shining with tears, her eyes are red and puffy, her cheeks are stained with tears and her lip is quivering. I’m an asshole.

“Can I come in?” I ask softly and she holds the door open wider for me. She’s not yet said a word and I’m worried.

The apartment is eerily quiet and I’m wondering where her roommates are.

“We’re alone. The girls have gone out,” her voice is void of emotion and I hate it.

I walk toward the sectional sofa the girls have and take a seat, Katie takes a seat as far away from me as she can. “What happened today, shouldn’t have,” I begin and watch as hurt slashes through her eyes. “Fuck,” How am I fucking this up already? “I love being with you Kitty Kat, I don’t regret having sex with you in the shower at all. What I regret is that we were overheard and that it upset you.”

Her eyes soften and I know that we’re back on track.

“Gavin is an asshole, he has no idea how to treat women properly. He’s lucky I didn’t do more damage. No one gets to disrespect you Kitty Kat. Ever.”

The end of her lips tilt as she smiles. “Thank you,” she whispers.

“I was so angry. At him, for being a disrespectful piece of shit and pissed at you…” she gasps at my admission, “Hiding our relationship has made me think that you’re ashamed. It’s good enough to be with me behind closed doors and yet when we’re in public you shy away from me, almost as if you don’t know me.”

Big fat tears roll down her face and I hate it but I need to keep going, let her know everything.

“I had intended on coming here and demanding to know if you wanted it all,” she frowns, confused by my words. “I’m happy to give up everything for you, I wanted to know if you would too.”

She wrings her hands together, shifting slightly in her seat, this conversation is making her uneasy and she doesn’t like it.

“Then I came home and Caleb cornered me. He made me realize a few things and I felt like an ass. So I made a call, I called Julius.”

Her eyes widen again, “Garret, what did you do?” Her voice is full of fear.

“I didn’t want us to have to hide our relationship so I called him fully intending to quit.”

She reaches for my hand, the tears falling thick and fast. “You can’t Garret. You call him back right this minute and tell him you’re wrong. You want this job, you love it. You’re good at it.”

I nod in agreement. “I am good at it. I do love it but Kitty Kat, I love you more and I told you I’m not going anywhere.”

She’s shaking her head, “why Garret, why would you give up your dream?”

I reach for her face, my thumb swiping away her tears. “You don’t get it. You are my dream Katie.”

She sobs and throws her arms around me. “Please call Julius back and tell him you changed your mind.”

“I don’t need to. I told him about us,” She tenses in my arms, but I carry on talking, “I told him that if our relationship was a problem that I would leave. He told me to stop being an ass and that as long as our relationship didn’t interfere with our work then there was no problem.”

She pulls back and I see that beautiful face so full of hope and love. “So it’s okay?”

I nod, “yep, it’s okay.”

She flings herself at me again and peppers my face with kisses.

I laugh and pull away from her. “Just one quick thing. I’m fucking thrilled that we don’t have to hide us anymore. But saying that, what happened today won’t happen again.”

She smiles. “Okay. God, what did I do to deserve you. I can’t believe that you were going to quit for me.”

I kiss her forehead, “I’d do anything for you.”

Her eyes dilate and she glances at my lips, that’s all it takes for me to lean forward and capture hers. My kiss is hot, hard and demanding. She’s mine and now everyone is going to know it. God, I’m a lucky son-of-a-bitch.

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