Page 2 of Falling for You

They looked like they could belong together. His dark brown hair and dark blue eyes matched her light blonde hair and light blue eyes.

He’s over six foot, whereas she’s five-five.

I thought they were in love, which is why I didn’t question when he announced they were getting married, but it turns out she was a jersey chaser who informed him after six months of fucking that she was pregnant.

He found out after the wedding that she lied, and ever since, she’s been begging him for a child, but he won’t go there because it is glaringly obvious that she wants the child for the pay check and not to make a family with him.

Right now, she’s glaring at Kaylah and it’s pissing me off.

She hates that my sister had a child at nineteen, yet Dylan won’t give her what she wants. She’s working at a bar, earning her own money apparently, but he’s not budging yet. He loves her; he wouldn’t have married her if he didn’t, or at least I think he wouldn’t; I mean, spending that long sleeping together was bound to create feelings, he just doesn’t trust her yet, and her attitude towards his family doesn’t help her case, something mymom has tried telling her, not that she has taken any of her advice.

In my eyes, the woman shouldn’t have lied just to get the man, especially after it came out that she was one of the biggest jersey chasers – a woman wanting the player for status and not love.

My brother was player number nine and he fell for her tricks, now I think he regrets it but wants to try to stick with his vows or at least I think he does, I mean, he is still married to her.

“Nice goal, son,” Dad says as he comes over. “Thanks, Dad,” I reply, grinning as he pats my back and tickles his granddaughter who giggles.

Out of the three of us kids, I look the most like Dad, with black hair and dark blue eyes, whereas my brother has his eyes and dark brown hair, a mixture of Dad’s black hair and Mom's light brown hair.

“How does it feel knowing you’re going back to the finals?” Mom asks as she kisses my cheek.

I smile and reply, “Surreal….” As Ezra hangs his arm over my shoulders and I continue, “We just have to keep this one out of the sin bin, and everything will be all good,” making him snort.

My sister links arms with mom and side-eyes my friend, and I try to hide my smirk.

Since meeting Ezra four years ago, she’s been adamant that he’s a playboy. Every time they’re together, she starts an argument with him without any fault from his end, but I see through her.

“Have you not chopped your hair off yet?” My sister sneers and I lock eyes with Dylan, whose scowl has turned into a smirk, and we both look at my friend.

Ezra smirks at her, running his fingers through his shoulder-length hair just to goad her before he takes my niece from me, who happens to love the man my sister tries her hardest to hate.

Hannah scowls as Kaylah hugs Ezra extra tight, and I chuckle.

She’s in love with him, and I don’t mean my niece. The problem is my sister has kept herself single since that fucker wouldn’t take responsibility, and she’s scared he’ll hurt her, but he won’t.

Don’t get me wrong, he loves sex, he fucks around, but he is in love with my sister. He just doesn’t think he stands a chance.

Dyl and I have a bet on when they’ll finally give in to their feelings, and when that day happens, it will be the day Ezra turns down pussy.

Ezra throws Kaylah up in the air, making her squeal before kissing her cheek and passing her back to me. I squeeze her tight as he walks over to my sister, kisses her on the cheek, and whispers, “When you are ready to give in, just say the word, and you’ll be the only one I see.”

I bite my cheek to stop my grin while my parents just look the other way. Dyl, on the other hand, smirks openly.

“Tay, I’ll meet you by the car,” he says. I nod and he walks off, the team all following after high-fiving Kaylah and kissing my sister and mother's cheeks while patting my brother and father's backs, showing love for their captain’s family.

None go near Xanthe, knowing her temperament, making her scowl deepen, and I chuckle under my breath.

If she wants to act like a bitch, then she’ll be treated like one besides she’s already tried it on with Jack and Seth.

“Alright, squirt. I’m off to celebrate with the team,” I say to my niece, who pouts but soon smiles when I remind her, “Don’t forget tomorrow night. It’s you, me, and Elsa.”

She grins wide, and I kiss her cheek before passing her over to my brother just to piss his wife off and he snorts but takes Kaylah willingly, then adds, “Don’t forget me as well. I love myself a little bit of Frozen.”

I pat his back, then say bye to my parents and sister, lightly kissing Xanthe’s cheek just so she doesn’t make my brother's life hell and walk out.

I’m ready to have some wings, a beer, and to get my dick wet completely oblivious that I’m about to lose my balls.

Penelope – Twenty-Two Years Old

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