“You know, I had some when I used to play, but as it turns out, they didn’t really work. So I’m scrapping that idea, and my new tradition will be to get a kiss from my girl before every game and maybe take a quick run around the bases during warm-ups.”
“What about when I can’t be at the game?”
“Then we’ll video chat before the game so I can kiss the camera.”
I giggle as I imagine his lips moving toward the screen and kissing him back over a video chat. We’ll do what we have to do, though. We both want to put in whatever it takes to make this work, and I’m confident we’ll go the distance because of that.
“What if you have a game and the baby’s on the way?” I ask.
“Then I take the day off.” He shrugs as I get all teary-eyed at his sweet sentiment. “I call in sick. It’s just a game, and some things are more important. Plus the collective bargaining agreement says I get three days of paternity leave.”
I laugh as I smack him in the chest. “And here I thought you were just taking the day off for me.”
“Even if there was no agreement, I’d still take the time to be there for you both.” He reaches down and sets a hand on my stomach, and my chest warms with love.
So much love.
The kind of love I wasn’t expecting but plowed straight into me anyway.
“So are you allowed to have sex on game day?” I ask.
He laughs. “You know, there’s been a long standing myth in professional sports that you shouldn’t have sex on game day, but the truth is that it can actually be beneficial. It might tire you out depending on thetypeof sex, but it could also reduce stress levels, which makes some guys play even better.”
“Are you stressed?” I ask.
“Well itisopening day and I haven’t played on a pro field since the day I was injured, so there’s a little bit of nervous energy there.”
I shift and start to move down his body until that beautiful cock of his comes into view. “Then allow me to reduce those stress levels, my friend.”
I suck him into my mouth and give him the kind of blow job that leaves him panting, and after I swallow down his come, he just lies there with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips.
“Your mouth is magic and this is pure fucking heaven right now. Consider the stress reduced,” he says.
I laugh, and then we shower together and get a start on our day.
Just before we’re getting ready to leave, Cooper’s phone starts to ring.
“It’s Kaylee,” he says. His eyes light up as we both realize she doesn’t even know we’re back together, and she’s one of the ones who is most invested in us being back together. “You want to answer?”
I giggle and nod, and he swipes his phone.
“Hey Kay,” I answer casually.
There’s a pause on the other end as Kaylee presumably looks to see who she dialed.
“Gabby?” she asks.
“What’s up?”
“I’m so sorry. I meant to call someone else…” she trails off awkwardly.
“Was it me?” Cooper asks.
We grin at each other.
“Cooper?” she asks, confusion still in her tone. “Are you two…”
“Back together?” I fill in. “We sure are. And he knows about the baby.”