Chapter 6 #2
I redirected my focus to the stage as the host announced the next set of presenters, but every time I tried to focus on the show, this nigga leaned in to flirt with her some more. His ass needed to fucking go back to his seat.
Leaning forward, I turned my head in his direction.
“Braelon!” I called out, making sure he could see me. “This me,” I mouthed in his direction, letting him know to get the fuck on. Braelon sat up. His eyes grew big, and a silly smirk formed on his face.
“My bad, Jax. I didn’t know…” His words trailed off as a staff member approached us.
“You’re on next,” he said. Lafayette and I stood up together.
The staff member ushered her to the back, and I followed, but not before shooting Braelon another mug.
His pretty boy ass needed to stay away from what was mine, or what was going to be mine.
I turned my attention forward, watching Faye’s ass jiggle the entire way through the auditorium until we made it backstage.
“This is where you’ll enter from. Walk to the X on the floor and read the prompter,” we were instructed.
“Oh my God! I’m about to present at the EPIC Awards.”
“You got this,” I said as our names were announced.
“Presenting the award for Athlete of the Year is last year’s UHL finals MVP, Jaxton Saint, and this year’s Rep Your Podcast winner, Lafayette Porter.”
We walked onto the stage hand in hand as thunderous applause rang out through the auditorium.
“Good evening, everyone! I’m Jaxton Saint, and if you didn’t already know, I’m the guy who’s been pucking around all season.” I read the corny line into the microphone, making the crowd giggle.
“And I’m Lafayette Porter, host of The Porter Report . In short, I won a contest to stand next to a superstar! Dreams really do come true, huh?”
“I guess they do. Tell me, Lafayette. Do you have any experience standing next to a professional?”
“Well, I figured if I could keep up with my podcast listeners, I could keep up with a professional hockey player.”
“Fair point.” I chuckled. “And speaking of staying on our toes, the incredible athletes we’re here to honor tonight have demonstrated what it means to excel in their sport, pushing boundaries and inspiring millions.”
“Here are your nominees for Athlete of the Year.”
Faye directed the audience’s attention to the big screen, and I stared at her in awe. She was a natural. The stage lights only made her shine more. The nominee video wrapped up, and we turned back to the prompter to announce the category winner.
“And the winner is…” I said, reading off the screen.
Applause rang out, and Faye ripped open the envelope.
“Kellon Barnes of the Super Bowl champions, the Brooklyn Warhawks!”
Cheers and applause rang out as Kellon made his way to the stage. His pregnant wife and what appeared to be his entire team were beside him. Pride shot through me. Kellon and I had gone to the same college back in the day. It felt good to see him shining. He took hold of the microphone.
“Wow! Thank you so much for this incredible honor! I’m truly grateful to be recognized alongside so many amazing athletes.
First, I want to thank my teammates for their dedication.
We work hard together. We grind. This award isn’t just about me.
It reflects what we do together. A special thank you to my amazing wife, Phileigh.
Your support means everything to me, baby.
You are my rock, my person. You have helped to make me whole, and I couldn’t do this without you. ”
My eyes drifted over to Lafayette, who was watching with a content smile on her face. Something about Kellon’s words had me picturing her standing by my side, sporting a baby bump when I finally got my big win. I was down bad.
“And to the fans, Hawks Nation, thank you for believing in us and cheering for us. Here’s to a three-peat!” Kellon finished his speech, and we all exited the stage together, making our way backstage.
The air was full of excitement as the crews ran around like crazy, preparing to wrap up the show.
“Aye, bro, congratulations!” I dapped up my nigga Kellon. His ass practically glowed as he hugged his wife. “I’m proud of you, nigga!”
We’d entered this industry around the same time, so I appreciated his come up.
“Thanks, Jax! You up next, my nigga. Keep grinding.” He glanced around, and I bobbed my head.
“Yeah. You know you might actually be more famous than me now,” I joked, and we burst out in laughter.
“Aye, can I introduce you to someone real quick?”
I searched for Faye, who was no longer next to me. I figured this would be a great connection for her to make. Maybe Kellon could appear on her show. I glanced around, searching the hallway until I spotted her in the corner talking to Braelon. Didn’t I tell this nigga to chill? My gaze narrowed.
“Aye, Kell, I gotta cut this short,” I said. “I’ll catch you later.”
“Aight.” He waved me off as I made my way over to Faye to shut this down.
Braelon was cool. I didn’t have any beef with him. He just set his eyes on the wrong girl.
“Faye!” I barked as I approached, stopping her in mid-laughter. “Can I holla at you for a second?”
She turned toward me. Surprise flickered across her face. The look on her face told me she knew what was up.
“Um… give me a second.”
Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion, and she turned around like she was about to continue talking to this nigga.
“Nah.” I gently grabbed her arm and pulled her away. Twenty-four hours or not, she had me fucked up.
“Jax, what are you doing?”
“Getting you out this nigga face.” I continued walking until I found an empty dressing room to duck off to.
“What was that, Faye?” I closed and locked the door behind us so we could have some privacy.
“What do you mean what was that? I was just talking to Braelon Jackson.” Faye folded her arms across her chest.
“Talking? He was flirting with you. What… You going to link with him later too?”
Faye rolled her eyes.
“If I want to, Jax. What’s the problem?”
“The problem?” I looked her upside her pretty ass head. “The problem is you just had my dick down your throat a few hours ago!”
“And? I thought we had an understanding, Jax. I’m single. That was just a one night thing.”
“And I thought I made it clear that this was more than that.”
“Jax, please. You barely know me! What more could it be?”
I closed the space between us, making her back up against the door. I knew she felt the same shit I felt brewing between us. It was written all over her face. She was scared. She’d been through a lot. She thought fucking random niggas would help her cope, but she needed me.
“These last twenty-four hours, you’ve made me feel things I’ve never felt before. I’m not used to this. I don’t get jealous, but something is tugging me toward you, making me want to fill all your empty pieces. Tell me you don’t feel it.”
I placed my hand on her chin and pulled her lips into mine. When she opened her mouth to let me in, I knew I was right. Her tongue wrapped around mine, and we shared a kiss before she pulled back.
“You’re crazy. You know that, right?” She gasped. Her body melted into mine.
“Maybe I am.”
I ran my hand up the spilt of her gown and pushing my hand between her thighs. She didn’t have on panties, and that pussy was wet for me.
“Jax!” she moaned, trying to slide out of my grasp, but I held her there, sinking my mouth into her neck.
“Tell me you don’t want this to be more than one night.”
I hiked her leg up against the door. I needed access to her pussy so I could make her hear what I was saying.
“I don’t…” Her words trailed off as my fingers parted her soaking wet pussy lips and strummed her clit. “Ooh!” she cried. “Ooh, shit!”
“Don’t lie, Faye Baby.”
I popped her titty out the top of her gown and sucked her nipple into my mouth, continuing to stroke her with my fingers. I loved how her body responded to me. It already knew what the fuck was going on. It knew she was mine. I just had to get her head on the same page.
“We can take this shit one day at a time, but that one-night stand shit is dead.”
I slipped two of my fingers inside her, massaging her insides, being sure to flick her G-spot.
“I… I… ooh…” she moaned, and I kept tapping her G-spot. I could feel her pussy walls tightening around my fingers.
“Tell me you want more than just one night.” I quickened my pace as I sucked her titty into my mouth again. Her body shivered in my arms. “There you go. Come undone for me.”
“Oh my… I’m cumming!” she screamed, and I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as she exploded on my fingers.
I stayed there a minute, staring into her eyes.
“Tell me we can have more than one night.”
“Don’t try to stake your claim on me, Jax. I don’t do relationships or commitments.”
She pushed me off her softly. Her words hit me harder than I expected.
“Faye…” I started but didn’t know where to take it.
Shit, I’d never liked a girl and she turned me down. I took a step back in confusion.
“Thank you for being a wonderful escort tonight. I’ll have my people reach out about the interview,” she said, pulling down her dress and fixing herself before turning and walking out of the dressing room.
The fuck just happened?