Busted Play: A Sports Novella by Stella Marie Alden

Author:Stella Marie Alden [Alden, Stella Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 12

She’s mine. I knew she would be but never counted on falling for her. She’s my heroin, my pot and my cocaine. Ever since that first kiss, I’ve never wanted anyone more. And every time we fuck? Ah, hell. I swear if it weren’t for getting my knee back in shape, I’d never let her wear clothes.

I need to spend more time with my trainer as February turns into March. Then it’s April and Easter. My Mom makes a big deal out of the holiday and I know better than to say no when she asks me to come home.

As long as I stay clear of the fake fiancé thing, I can speak the gospel. I tell her how Mel is my physical therapist, my best friend, and how mind blowing she is at just about everything.

Mom tries to find out if I’m sleeping with her. Fornicatin’ is the term she uses, her new favorite word. This is pretty weird because she never used it with all the other women I’ve had, especially not Mary. When I ask her why, she clams up, just insisting I bring Mel home to meet the family.

It’s best not to argue with my Mom when she gets something in her head. She’s got God on her side. I swear I can hear the gospel choir all the way up here. Mom’s leading the congregation as the rest pray for the redemption of my soul.

I don’t tell Mel we’re heading south until I can think of the best way to make her agree. Jaz, however is thrilled for the photo opportunity. My brothers and sisters think it’s a hoot. The church is all invited to the house for a big Easter party, complete with a giant yellow cake in the shape of a lamb, courtesy of Darlene’s Home Baked Goods.

Tonight, I throw a couple of hamburger patties on a frypan and slide some frozen fries into the oven. That’s the extent of my cooking skills, especially on her limited budget which she still insists on keeping.

She’s sitting at the kitchen table, wearing one of my football hoodies and a pair of used blue jeans with horizontal slits in the upper thigh.

Spatula in hand, I wander over and grab a kiss. My left index finger slides up the holes in her jeans tearing the cotton a little more, making her moan. Eventually I’ll make the pants unwearable in public. Those are way too sexy for anyone but me.

Laughing, she pulls away, and points to the stove. “They’re going to burn.”

Shit. When I’m kissing her, my mind goes blank and that needs to stop before the season starts. I guess I’ll just have to screw her until she’s out of my system but so far that hasn’t worked so well.

While our gourmet meal cooks, I pour us a glass of wine. “Would you like to get out of the city for a while? Go down south where it’s warm?”

Her blue eyes brighten. “Oh my God. I’d love to.

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