Sidelined: A Sports Romance (15 page)

I
wiped
the tears from my eyes and dabbed a tissue to my nose. I didn’t know I had this many tears in me. I was crying from the shock. From the humiliation. From the betrayal from the man in my life I had given myself to.

And what did I have left? I had no job. I had no income coming in. And now I didn’t have a boyfriend. Today was terrible and horrible and I wanted to skip over it.

I pulled up in front of the gate. Heather was waiting with her arms crossed. She walked over to my car.

“Hi.” I smiled meekly.

“I tried to tell you.”

I nodded. “You did.” I handed her the uniform and the box that protected the gold boots.

“But I guess he was more important?” She was mad. Her voice cracked.

“It wasn’t that.”

I wanted to explain. I wanted to tell her everything. But I wasn’t sure she would understand. Maybe she did want a love like the reporter girl found with the pitcher, but was Heather really the kind of girl who would give everything to have it? Would she lie to protect her relationship? Would she sneak out in the middle of the night? She said she wanted all the romance, but would she ever put the Warriors second?

“Then what? What could make you risk this? You know there was no choice but to fire you once a picture like that went public.”

“I know. I’m not mad at you or anyone with the Goddesses. It’s my own fault for trusting him. I’m the only one to blame here. I’m not pretending it’s something else.”

I saw the look of pity in Heather’s eyes. We weren’t going to be friends after this. I knew that. I had betrayed her just as Sam had betrayed me. I had lied to her repeatedly and broken my oath to the squad. I felt like an awful human being.

“I thought being a Goddess meant something to you. I saw it. You started to love it. You started having fun. You were becoming one of us. A sister we could count on.”

I wiped a tear with the back of my hand. “I do love it. I did.” I nodded.

“I hope he was worth it.” She swung my uniform over her shoulder.

“Heather, wait.”

She twirled to face me. “Yes?”

“Thank you. Thank you for being so nice to me. I wasn’t the best Goddess and I gave you a hard time. It’s just as important as ballet. And what these girls do is hard work. I’m going to miss it. Especially the gold boots.”

She grinned. “I knew you were coming around. Sad about the boots. Sometimes love wins instead, I guess.”

I felt the pit in my stomach widen. There was no win for love this time.

“Right.” I got back in my car and started the ignition. There wasn’t anything left to say. She would pass my uniform on to one of the alternates.

Someone else would go to practice and fly to San Francisco tomorrow. It wasn’t going to be me.

* * *

I
didn’t expect
to see Sam’s car when I pulled up to my building. I stormed out from behind the wheel, the rage fueling my steps.

“What are you doing here? I told you not to come.”

He grabbed me by the wrist. “I want you to come with me.”

I tried to wiggle free, but his grip was strong. “No. I don’t want to see you. Or talk to you. Least of all get in your car.” He had led me to where he was parked.

“Get in.” He opened the door.

I sat inside, pissed that I had listened. He locked the doors as he peeled onto the street.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Home.”

* * *

I
’d never been so
mad at any man in my life. Sam drove like a speed racer. It didn’t take long to figure out he meant we were headed to San Antonio. I looked out the window and refused to speak to him.

“If you won’t talk to me, maybe you can sit and listen.”

“I’d rather not,” I replied.

“Natalia, I did not leak the photo of us. I won’t say it didn’t cross my mind.”

I glared at him. Was he being serious?

“That’s right, I did think about it, but I wasn’t going to do that. I’m not a fucking weasel. I want you. But only if you want me too. This is a two-way street, baby.”

I looked at the road. He was driving as if it we were on a one-lane highway, fast and furious.

He continued. “I’ve never told you about Maddie. And maybe I should have. But there’s a reason I didn’t.”

I waited for his explanation.

“She crushed me. Obliterated all the feelings I had. I was in love with that girl in college. And she cheated on me with my roommate.”

I bit my lower lip. I wanted to say something nice, but I remembered I was royally pissed.

Sam kept talking. “It was at the beginning of my senior season. I had red-shirted so this was my fifth year. It was the most important one of my life. There were scouts looking at me. I had agents courting me. It was my chance to finally get a ticket into the pros. And out of nowhere, this girl who I thought was in my corner, was actually fucking my friend. Sorry.” He winced.

“Anyway, it almost ruined everything. The first game I started dropping balls in the end zone. I was late to practice. I lost weight. It was a nightmare. But then one day I woke up and realized I wasn’t going to let her take my dream from me. She could break my heart, but she couldn’t ruin my entire future. And like that, everything snapped back into place.”

“Wow,” I whispered. “That’s a terrible, yet inspiring story.” I hadn’t meant to say anything.

He looked at me. “Yes, it is. And I haven’t seen her in a few years. She called me when I was at your place in Austin.”

“Wait, is that the call that had you all pissed off?”

“Mmmhmm. She said Todd kicked her out and she needed money and there was nowhere else to turn, so she called me as an old friend.”

“And you turned her down?”

“Hell yes, I turned her down. I wasn’t going to give her anything. So when she showed up a couple days ago, it was suspicious. She had some lame story about wanting to get back together.”

I bristled when he mentioned that part.

“But I showed her the picture of you and told her how insanely crazy I am about you and how you’re my future.”

“You said that?”

He nodded. “I did. I wanted her to see how happy I was with you. How happy you make me. So I shoved the damn picture from the lake in her face. But then she started crying and I left my phone for a few seconds. I guess it was long enough for her to get the photo. Now I realize she was approached by one of the outlets to get the scoop on me. She did it for the money. She doesn’t care about who you are or that she cost you your job. She doesn’t care about what it did to me to see you hurt. She’s always been a tunnel-vision kind of person.”

“And a complete bitch,” I added.

He laughed. “And that.”

“I didn’t want to leave the Goddesses, Sam. Not like this. I was really starting to like those gold boots.”

“I know, baby. But I think I have something that’s going to cheer you up.”

“What is it?” We had been on the road for over an hour and we were getting closer to the city.

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

I felt as if I could finally breathe. I believed him. I believed the entire story about the ex and the picture. The whole thing made sense. Sam didn’t have to drive to Austin to kidnap me. He did it because it mattered to him whether I believed him or not.

“Do you forgive me, Natalia, for putting you in this situation? It is my fault the picture is out there.”

I took his right hand in mine. “I do. I’m sorry I jumped to all of the conclusions I did. It seemed logical at the time, and now I realize I was a crazy person.”

“Nah.” He shook his head.

“Okay, no, I was completely justified and sane.” I smiled. I liked the feel of his hand against my palm. It was warm and strong, just like him.

If people only knew what I knew about Sam Hickson.

I
shouldn’t feel nervous
, but I fucking did. I drove under the building and parked in my usual spot.

“We’re here.” I pulled the keys from the ignition and walked around to let Natalia out of the passenger side.

“And here is where you live?” she guessed.

“Come on.” I tugged her behind me and led her to the elevator. I punched in the button and we rode to the top floor.

“You’re not going to tell me anything?”

“Give me five seconds and you’ll see for yourself.”

I shoved the key in the lock and opened the door for the new apartment. She walked over the threshold and turned to look at me.

“What is this place?”

I grinned. “It’s ours.”

“What?” Her eyes darted back and forth.

“Yep. I bought it for you. For us.” I pulled her hand. “This is our living room, the kitchen, the master suite is back there, but this is really what I want you to see.” I opened the door and waited for her reaction.

“Oh my God.”

“Do you like it?”

“You built a studio for me?”

“I did. I wanted you to be able to dance here. And look, there’s even a place for your turntable from Madame Collette built into the wall. I had them add speakers so we can tie the whole system together. And the chandeliers are like the one you have, I think, but you can change anything you don’t like.”

“Sam, this is unbelievable.” She threw her arms around me, and I hoisted her from the floor.

My lips landed on hers as I drew her close to my body. I wrapped my arms around the curve of her waist.

“I’m glad you like it.”

“You were sure of yourself, weren’t you?” She smiled.

“I was not going to use the picture.” I eyed her. “But, yes, I know you belong with me. Here.”

She stepped out of my arms and walked to the barre, pressing on it. She lifted her heel on one edge and leaned over so her body was folded in half.

“You know that this is a turn on for me, right? Watching you dance? Watching your body move like that?”

She smiled at me wickedly. “That’s good to know.” She switched legs and stretched across her ankle, letting her fingers flow to her foot.

“I’m serious. I see you in the mirror and I think about the night in your apartment.” I walked behind her.

“I think about it too,” she whispered.

I kissed her neck. She tasted sweet and wild. God I wanted her. I wanted to christen this room and the entire apartment.

But it wasn’t ready. There was dust everywhere and wires sticking out of the walls. I didn’t know when one of the workers might walk back in from a break.

“Can I take you to our temporary home?” I suggested.

She looked around. “There’s more?”

I waggled my eyebrows. “Yes. I live downstairs.”

I threaded my fingers through hers and maneuvered her through the debris in the apartment. We headed down the flight of stairs and I opened the door.

No sooner had we walked through the door, than her lips were on mine and our clothes were flying to the floor.

“I missed you,” she whispered.

It seemed like more than two weeks had passed since we had been at Canyon Lake.

“God, I missed you.” I devoured her lips, not taking my time to be gentle or easy. I wanted her to know what she did to me.

Her fingers trailed over my chest and unsnapped the button on my jeans. “I missed this,” she purred.

Fuck. My cock was hard. Two weeks away from her and this wouldn’t last long.

I grabbed her by the back of the head, but she was already sinking to her knees, struggling to get the denim off my legs. I had her gasp when my cock bounced freely.

Her hand clasped around it and tugged gently before her tongue lashed over the head.

“Fuck, yeah.” I jerked forward, smiling at her. I moved backward toward the couch and sat. She positioned herself between my knees and I watched as her lush lips inhaled my dick with swift sucking movements.

I reached for her tits, and squeezed her nipples. I could feel the tight spasm in my spine as I was about to come. I pushed her away. I wanted to come inside her.

She looked up. “Everything okay?”

“No,” I growled. “Get up here. Lie on your stomach.”

She crawled over me and did as I asked. I palmed the smoothness of her ass with one hand as the other found the wet heated entrance.

She bounced up as I slid my fingers inside her. I smiled when I felt her clench around me. I pumped in and out of her watching her ass move with the rhythm. I lowered my lips to her bottom and kissed her.

“Ohh, Sam.”

“That’s it?” I teased.

I added another finger and she whimpered. She was so fucking tight and wet. My thumb traveled lower to her nub and playfully slid it back and forth while she fucked my fingers more wildly than before.

“J’ai envie de toi,” she moaned.

I spread her legs and my tongue slipped between her slit. Fuck, she tasted sweet. I nipped at her bottom.

“Say more than that,” I demanded. “Tell me what you want.”

She clung to my fingers, panting and shaking. “Baise-moi, please. Baise-moi.”

I loved hearing the dirty words on her lips. I nestled my cock at her opening, letting her get adjusted to me again. She was slick, and within seconds, I’d be buried so deep inside her, she wouldn’t care. But I wanted to remember this feeling. What it was like with the head of my cock on the precipice of taking what was mine. With her body writhing under mine, wanting me, needing me to soothe her ache.

I began to push inside her, when my head reeled back. I lowered myself to her back, so she could tilt her hips upward. I slid so deep in her we both groaned at the intensity. I grabbed her hands and kissed her neck as I pumped in and out. Each thrust stronger than the last. And then we both began to jolt and shiver with the same momentum.

“Come with me, Natalia. Come all over me.”

“God, yes,” She whimpered. “Oui. Oui!” I felt the orgasm spiral through her as mine finally released me. I buried myself in her, claiming her, making her mine again.

“You’re mine,” I growled, hilting myself inside her.

“I am,” she whispered. “Don’t ever stop fucking me like this.”

“Don’t ever stop talking dirty.” I laughed.

I collapsed against her back, trying not to crush her with my weight.

She kissed my fingers.

“I know today has been full of surprises.” I rolled to my side and rotated her so I could see her beautiful face. “But I have one more.”

“You do?” She traced the side of my jaw.

“I’m in love with you.” It was the first time I had said the words and knew they were being said to the right person.

She smiled, her hands sliding around my neck. “I’m so in love with you.”

My lips crushed down on hers and I held her damp body against mine. I finally had her, and I wasn’t going to let go.