And I’m not the only one noticing.
We started dating two months ago, and I’m already possessive of her. I never intended to go steady with anyone, and god knows I’ve had a lot of really short relationships.
Is four hours a relationship? What about forty-eight? One did last a week.
Hence my nicknamePlayer.
You know, because I was a football player and... yeah, you get it.
That was before I met Kaylee. Now, I wake up every day and the first things I think about are her pretty brown eyes and sweet pussy.
Shoot me.
I love fucking this woman.
I’ve never been obsessed with anything else. It’s been football, football, and football since I could walk and talk.
Now it’s football and Kaylee.
I chat with Gage some more about the NFL year and how his team is doing. He’s at least five years older than me and gives me some great advice while we watch the girls doing shots.
Then the twerking starts.
“Shit’s getting messy.” He laughs.
“Hey bro, come check out my new pool.” Jackson says, looping his arm around my shoulder.
“Jesus, how much more do you weigh with all that ice around your neck?”
Shit, Kaylee is using Jackson’sPlayer of The Yeartrophy as a microphone.
He doesn’t seem to care.
“Less than your bank account, Montgomery,” he replies and while I doubt it, I snort and let him take me outside.
A few of the other Hawkes players follow us, talking shit among themselves, but there’s a vibe I pick up. It feels like I’m about to step into an intervention or something.
The door closes and everyone goes quiet.
The hell?
“We want you on the team next year, Levi,” Jackson says. “You need some help, let us know.”
Wow.
I was not expecting that.
I mean, I know they’ve accepted me socially and we all click. But that’s different from on the field.
Have they been to one of my games?
I’m sure they’re all way too busy for that.
“Appreciate it.” I nod and the little boy in me, the one who dreamed of moments like these, gets emotional.
Damn.
“I’ve been watching your game. You’re good. You know that. Coach and management know that. I meant what I said...work hard and you’ll draft.”