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The words fell quiet and her throat nearly closed up.It was so silly to be so worried he wouldn't want her or need her after everything.When had he ever made it seem like he wouldn't want her after the heat was over?But maybe that was a conversation to have with Lily.
"Baby, don't worry.Heat or no heat, this cock is yours, anytime you want it, whenever, wherever."He leaned over her and kissed her back."I'm yours."
His knot softened and she was fully able to drop to her feet.She stumbled forward before collapsing against the wall.He came with her, holding her in his arms.She hugged him tight.The pressure his words took off her shoulders was immense.Then, she heard the sound of someone walking through the locker room and calling Elliot's last name.She squeaked, rushing to the curtain.Elliot dragged her and the armful of her clothes that she could grab back behind the curtain.He flipped off the faucet but kept the shower curtain drawn as he stepped out with a towel around his waist.
"Ah!There you are."
Cass knew that voice anywhere.The slimy, smugness oozing from the tone as Stevie McMatterson stepped into the shower.She did her best to be quiet while ripping on her panties and bra.The last thing she wanted was to be caught naked by the worst peeping tom in history.Her heart was a drum solo in her chest as she strained her ears to hear over its thunderous sound.
"Stevie, what are you doing here?"
A loud slap filled the shower and Cass nearly fell to the floor, her flipflops an inch away from uncertain doom as the sound bounced around her skull.She was inches from her skirt zipper.
"You and that nosey bitch are done for.You can kiss your position goodbye."Stevie's warbled whine bounced off the wet stone."How dare you, look at what I've done for you and this is how you repay me?I've never assaulted anyone."
"I didn't say you did, except for right now."Elliot's voice was restrained and tight.
Cass pulled her blouse down over her head, unsure what to even do.Could she do anything?
"Oh please, a guy like you?That barely hurt."Stevie's sneer boiled Cass's blood.
"Stevie, I don't know what you're hoping to accomplish here."
"This is a warning, if that little bitch doesn't take down the article and apologize to me, immediately, then your career and your position are terminated."
"That's not up to you."Elliot didn't growl, per say, but it wasn't the jovial tone Cass was used to hearing.
"My father's already considering it."Stevie's tone was back to oozing with smugness.
"The season’s still young, we haven't even started games yet.Consider your threat again, Mr.McMatterson, because that counter offer to join the Maylor Kingdom or Tritus is looking mighty fine right now.So, yeah, go ahead, run home to your pops and whine that I've been rude and I didn't apologize to you, that's fine."However, Cass could feel the tension in the air change as something slipped.With a sloppy thud, she knew Stevie was on the ground and Elliot was hovering over him."But you so much as blink wrong at Cassiopeia Darling, I will remind you how easy it was to knock your teeth out.And this time?I'll make sure they won't fit back in your gums."
The slick scramble of hands and feet told her that the slimy bastard was running away.She stood, breathless, staring at the curtain covering her from Elliot.The curtain was ripped back, and she reared, fists raised.Elliot grinned from ear to ear, patting her fists tenderly, "Down girl, just me."
"Oh, Elliot," she exhaled, shuffling forward.He cupped her cheek in his hand, rubbing the pad of his thumb against her cheek."I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to get your job put in danger."
"No worries, newsie baby, I've got options.It's just my team’s been my home.I won't go without kicking and screaming.Besides, I don't think Stevie knows what he's talking about."He winked at her, pulling her in for a kiss.
She was smiling up until he dunked all his wet hair on top of his head onto her and she squawked."Elliot!Bonesaw!"
He giggled evilly, "Besides, think how much cooler an article it'll be if I have to work through a scandal and find a new team amidst controversy?Huh?You'd win one of those awards or something."
She wanted to retort that he was incorrect, but the words died on her tongue.He looked too pleased.Swiping the droplets off her face, she glared at him but motioned for him to lead the way."Get dressed, big fella, I'm starving cause someone worked up my appetite."
"Score, you feeling steak and potatoes?I want a loaded potato."She rolled her eyes, letting him chatter on about what he wanted to eat.Cass would eat whatever he wanted so long as he kept chattering to her.Completely forgetting her flats left idly sitting at the front of the shower where anyone could see.
Chapter seventeen
Getting to the last scrimmage
Elliot
Howstrangeaturnof events.One day, he's trying not to fidget in the mirror about his reflection, wondering if he's good enough…and the next, he's standing on the sideline with coach, talking through the plays.He practically handed over his playbook and asked 'what do you think?'and meant it.Renner was always such an open and honest guy, it never occurred to him to think for one moment that he was training Elliot to take his place because he never mentioned it.Not until last year when he said "Hey, Elliot, you wanna be coach?"as they walked off the field of the last game.Now, look at him, a tall Minotaur calling plays from the sideline and helping run them with Trainer Lee as his stand in.Lee also never looked so happy in his life than to just be one of the players, goofing around.Lee was always a pretty chill guy but…man when you get a person on the field and tell them let it rip?The joy that comes to their face is priceless.Toad was standing in as captain, Lee physically taking his spot, and Elliot knew then…this was gonna work.Next year, it would be so seamless.
It had been two weeks of constant running the game, tag teaming in Lee so that he could see it from Renner's point of view.He didn't want to fully step out yet, but he was starting to feel ready.
"Alright, huddle up!"Coach Renner called for everyone, the flock of athletes jogging to sit in front of him.Toad flopped on his belly, giving a thumbs up he could hear.
"Good scrimmage, everyone.I want everyone in bed by nine, I want everyone doing light work outs tomorrow.We're taking the day off to work out those sore muscles; get a massage, sit in the hot tub, do some light crunches, nothing hard.No more than two miles, any of you, for a jog.Then, Saturday morning, we're doing warm up and try ons before Saturday's game!Alright?"
