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“If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Nicholas Soba it’s that he’s very thorough and determined. And he usually a always gets his way. So Atticus, I believe that if he wants something bad enough that he will in fact deliver it.”
“From yer lips to God’s ears, my dear,” he replied.
“Scottie? Scottie sweetheart, is that you?” a voice came from the side of us. As I turned, I came face-to-face with none other than Mrs. Soba.
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NICK SOBA
“My long lost brother! Come over here asshole, and give me a hug!” That’s what was yelled at me from the fifty yard line from none other than my best friend, Nik Papas. “Loving and I were seriously starting to wonder if you were sent into WITSEC or something.”
He grabbed me and gave me a big bear hug. “Missed you too, buddy,” I replied and meant it.
“Look at our boy,” he started as he assessed me. “All grown up. How ya’ feeling today? Ready to go? Any injuries or anything?”
“Nah, man. I’m good to go. I hate that I have to make you lose your first official game in the pros though, sucks to be you,” I couldn’t help the full-on grin that took over my face.
“Ahh, fuck you asshole. I see New York hasn’t beat the cocky out of you yet. Well, maybe my team and I can.”
“Not likely,” I replied.
“Well, we’ll leave it all out on the field. How about that?”
“Fair enough.”
“So then, where’s this infamous Scottie? Loving’s pissed by the way that I’m meeting her before him. You wouldn’t believe the phone call I got after you introduced the two of them,” hesays as he shakes his head in an unbelieving way while laughing. “He said that in all the years that you two were fucking around in those,” he got closer to me and whispered so no one would overhear, “sex clubs, that you never once touched a woman, or a man for that matter. So imagine our surprise when after all this time, in a matter of weeks after you leave our sights - BAM! You’re talking marriage and a baby in a baby carriage! Shit, Nick, we thought you’d lost your fucking mind for sure.”
“Well, I haven’t,” I replied feeling indignant.
“Oh calm your tits. Geez, so touchy. Must be something in this New York water or something because look at you - all wound up so tight. I thought getting some on the regular was supposed to have the opposite effect… or wait! Wait a minute. Have you two not bumped uglies yet and is that why you’re so…”
Before he could continue I cut him off, “For the love of God, would you shut the fuck up?!” To which he just laughed. Now it was my turn to lean in, “Would I have told you two dickheads that I was working on knocking her up if we weren’t having sex? Maybe you missed that day in biology class when the birds and bees were explained, but the P has to gointhe V for that shit to…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Bachelors of Sex Ed. Whatever. So where’s the little lady? You’ll have to get a picture of me with her so I can send it to Loving.”
“I’m seriously reconsidering introducing you,” I began but he bent at the waist, laughing.
“Aww come on. Don’t be such a sensitive little bitch, introduce me to your lady friend, the future Mrs. Diva.”
“I swear to God and all that is sacred to you, Papas, if you say or do anything…”
“Would you relax? Your mother taught me manners just as she did you, so why don’t you show yours right now and make some introductions? Hmm?”
“Speaking of my mother, she’ll be here soon too.”
“Ooooo, Mommy Soba! I bet she’s looking fine as always,” to which I just glared at Nik. “Oh come on, your mom is hot. You know it, I know it, everyone knows it. Why do you think I like my women older? It’s all because of your mom. Your dad is one lucky fucker. Ooo! You think she’ll get on one of those lists now that you’re in the pros and she’ll get like ranked or rated? One of those pros players’ hottest moms lists? I bet she’d beat all those other MILFs out.”
And with that remark, I turned my back to him and walked off the field - full-well knowing he was right behind me, laughing the entire way.
Fucker.
The double doors to the VIP suite were open and all I could hear was Mr. Banks’ loud laugh. Figuring Scottie probably wouldn’t be in the middle of all of the noise and chaos that usually followed The Rage’s owner, I began searching for her on the opposite side of the room.
Coming up empty, my eyes returned to Mr. Banks, and the group of people circled around him. And sure as I’d pushed my cum inside Scottie just this morning, there she was: right in the middle of all of the noise. Sandwiches between Mr. and Mrs. Banks - and my parents.
Oh fucking hell.
I had tried to time it so that I’d be up here to get her, show her around, and introduce her to Nik. By the time we would have been done doing all of that, my parents would have arrived and my plan was to introduce them then.
