The Player: Dark Enemies to Lovers Sports Romance

Chapter 27

“Aaron!” I yell from the bleachers. He turns to me, and by the way he looks at me, I almost think he wants me as much as I want him. That’s not true, though. My best friend could never want me. It would mean he would be dating the overweight chick, and that’s not what the cool kids do.

“Ju-Ju, I’ll be right there.” He winks at me. When it’s just us, he is this beautiful soul that calls to me. One of his friends sees me and waves. I can’t remember if that’s Calvin or Cole. I’m not sure it matters. No one holds my attention like Aaron.

He comes running to me and jumps the guardrail of the bleachers, pulling me into a hug. “Are you coming to the game tonight?”

My heart is beating a thousand beats per second. I feel lightheaded and carefree. “You know I am. It’s a home game.”

Blushing as he pushes a stray hair out of my face, I look up at him. “Aaron, will you…”

The question dies on my lips as he quickly pulls away from me and turns around. The cheerleaders are coming onto the field, and Aaron looks a bit panicked. I slink back from him, knowing I can’t ask him to go out with me. To be seen in public without his sister with us.

* * *

Kaylee calledand told me that she picked up Lennox and that if I needed her to keep him for the night, she would. I told her no. That Aaron and I needed to talk to him. The conversation ends, and I pull into the parking lot, letting the memory fade. The cheerleading squad is out on the field, and the players are returning to the locker room. It’s like I’m sixteen again, and I’m afraid to move.

Until that is, I see Aaron jogging toward the parking lot.

Jogging!

I get out of the SUV, and Aaron doesn’t stop until he is standing in front of me. He isn’t looking at anyone but me, and my world zones into him. He sweeps me off my feet, and I giggle.

“You…you are…” He doesn’t say anything, instead cutting me off with a searing kiss. I whimper with need as I wrap my arms and legs around him.

“I did exactly as you said. Don’t think about the injury and focus on healing. I was running with them.”

He sounds so excited that I don’t have the heart to tell him that, probably in the morning, he’s going to be in pain. That he has to take small steps. Instead, I kiss him again and let the happiness sweep us up.

“We have to celebrate,” Aaron mumbles against my lips. I laugh and unwrap myself from him.

“I agree. Lennox is going to be thrilled to know you can run around and chase him. Let’s go home, A-bear.”

“Yes, I want to get a shower, then I want to take you and Lennox out.” He settles into the passenger seat as I buckle my seatbelt.

My insecurities are rearing their ugly heads. “You want to be seen in public with me?”

Aaron’s head turns so fast that I think he might break his neck. “What the hell does that mean, Sugar Plum?”

I look away and pull out onto the street. “Um… I…”

“Julie, I was an asshole back then. It’s been years, and I know I haven’t changed much, but we agreed that we are together.”

My pulse races and hope blooms within me. Alright, he’s trying. I can see it. He’s looking at me so sternly. Damn, I wonder what it would be like… No, no. We aren’t going to think about sexual kinks right now. I chastise myself and nod.

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” I whisper, and Aaron runs his hand along my cheek as I pull up to a red light.

“I’m going to marry you one day, so everyone better get in line with me being with you, or they can fuck off.”

I chuckle. He’s always so dang dramatic. “Yeah, okay!” Smiling at him, I think about us getting married. It’s something to think about in the future. Right now, I want to bask in the fact that he’s willing to be with me publicly. It’s a small step in the right direction, for sure.

Aaron holds my hand as we continue our drive. “While you were at practice, that reporter came back. She keeps hounding your brother. I had trespassing charges brought upon her, so she can’t come to the clinic anymore.”

“Yeah, they are barking up the wrong tree. Bryson doesn’t have a wife, nor is she a dead one. Hell, I don’t think he’s ever dated. He told me that a friend of his squad had a wife and that when he was dying, he begged Bryson to be the one to tell her.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of responsibility.” Aaron is nodding his head, but his body is tense. “What happened?”

“Bryson did it. He went to the woman’s house as soon as he got out of the first round of surgeries.” He goes quiet, and I realize he’s swallowing. Shoot, what could be that bad? “The problem was, someone had broken into the house, and the woman and her two children were dead.”

“Oh, how horrible.” Gasping, I can only imagine how terrible it had to be for Bryson to find his friend’s family dead.

“The worst part is it brought on a flashback and caused Bryson to have a panic attack. He went a bit ballistic and tried to hurt someone. That’s why he was sent to rehab in Washington, D.C.”

Aaron gets quiet, and when I pull into the garage, I take off my seatbelt and climb into his lap. “Hey, it’s going to be fine. We are here to help your brother get better and for you to heal as well. Bryson has all of us to make his life easier. Besides, it might be fun to have him as a special teams coach.”

“You remembered he used to be the kicker?” He chuckles and I roll my eyes.

“How could I forget?”

“Yeah, were you watching my brother or me all those years ago?”

“Number seven was my favorite, and you know it.”

“Damn right, I was.”

“Always.” I grind my pussy down on his hard-on. If we didn’t have pants on right now, he would be balls deep inside of me. The fact he is sweaty doesn’t bother me. Heck, I think it turns me on. “Don’t forget that, A-bear.”

“You keep teasing me like this, and I’m going to fuck you right here in this car.”

With a smirk, I run my hand between us and slip my fingers into his shorts. “That’s kind of the plan,” I tell him while kissing along his neck. His salty skin is a lot to take in, but I don’t care.

“Goddamn, Sugar Plum, you keep that up and you are going to…” He trails off as I bite into his pulse and suck. Yeah, I’m giving my first-ever hickey to someone, and I’m going to enjoy it.

Aaron is thrusting up in between my legs, and I’m shamelessly humping him. “I need you,” I whimper.

“Fuck yeah, you do.” He opens the door, stands me up, and I wobble. He unbuckles himself and gets out of the car. Before I know what’s happening, he pushes me against the Bronco and crowds into me.

Harsh fingers curl around my neck, and he growls into my ear. “Years, Ju-Ju. Years.” He growls again, yanking my pants down and spanking my bottom.

“You kept my son from me.” He bites my ear and thrusts into my wetness so hard we push the car, and I grab onto it. It’s my only option as Aaron takes me.

His words spiral into my lusty brain, and I cry out. “You left me.” Aaron’s hold on my throat gets hard, and his harsh breathing tickles my ear.

“I know I’m a fucking idiot. I’m not mad at you, Julie. This anger is mine alone. But your body gets to feel it. Relish in my need for you.”

My pussy trembles, and he chuckles. “You’ve always been my little rough whore, haven’t you?’

“Yes,” I mutter out as he pulls me into him, and I thrust back against him. “God, yes. Please, Aaron.”