Inextinguishable Love: Firefighter and Interracial Romance

by Kathleen Bunker

  After he finished up, he pulled out and disposed of the condom. He turned to her, looking at her with a small, wry glance.

  “Did you enjoy that?” he asked.

  “Yes. I would love to do it again. I love you Cody, and no matter what in the world happens next, we’ll take this on together, and we’ll make everything go right,” she told him.

  He planted a small, loving kiss against her lips, pulling back and smiling.

  “I’m sure we will. There is no way those guys will be getting away with it,” he said.

  The two of them curled up in each other’s arms, and for a moment, they slept with a blissful feeling as the other person laid next to them. For Scarlet, she would do whatever it took to have this justice served to that rival team. There was no way that he was going to get away with this. With everything that was happening, Scarlet knew what she would have to do, and she knew that she would do the right thing, which was to protect Cody at all times no matter what the odds were.

  *****

  For both of them, they knew that it was going to be hard to get everything settled out. However, Scarlet didn’t know how hard it would be to get this mess squared away.

  The first thing she would do is to use her investigative journalism skills to get into the office. She slithered into there, getting past some of the meatheads who would probably ask her what she was doing there because she wasn’t a player nor was she staff, but in truth she didn’t care. She wandered down the hall, looking for the coach’s office. When she got there, she stepped inside, and when she did so, the coach looked at her with a funny glance.

  “May I help you?” he asked.

  “Yes, I need to know which locker belongs to Kenneth. I have an important message for him,” she said.

  The coach frowned, trying to determine whether her actions were genuine or not, and for Scarlet, it was easy to feign a smile.

  “Number 25. I can give it to him if you want,” he said.

  “Nah, it’s okay. It’s better if I give it to him personally. Thank you,” she replied with a smile.

  The coach looked at her funny as she walked out. She moved towards the men’s locker room, grabbing the wig from her bag and throwing it onto her head. She was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a shirt underneath to help her look boyish, and after the coast was clear, she went in and changed.

  It smelled, but that wasn’t what she was worried about. She got to locker 25, and the first thing that she noticed was the fact that he didn’t seem to give a flying fuck about leaving his locker closed or not. She looked at the door, not seeing a lock on it, and immediately, she opened it without any struggle. In there was the image, along with the SD card with the rest of the pictures on it.

  “Bingo,” she whispered to herself. She was happy that she knew some basic photography and other skills too. She grasped everything that she could, shutting the locker and looking towards the doorway. Unfortunately, as soon as she was about to leave, she heard the chuckling of players.

  “Yeah dude, that pass was sick. But we’ll be able to use that against the team on Friday. I hope I can beat Cody,” one of the players said.

  “Oh, he’ll probably end up being sick or something. I doubt he’ll be able to show up and beat us,” Kenneth replied.

  The guys started to chatter, and immediately Scarlet knew she had to get out of here. She went to the bathroom, hiding in the stall in there in hopes that nobody would come and see her.

  The guys continued to talk in the locker room, all of them speaking as animatedly as possible. She could feel a couple of them getting close, but none of them broke her cover. After what seemed to be forever, they whizzed out of there, and she sighed in relief. She rushed out of there, moving swiftly past the coach and back to her car. At the end of the hall though, she could hear one scream, and after a moment or so, she couldn’t help but laugh.

  “Hey, where are the pictures?” Kenneth said.

  So that was the bastard who blackmailed Cody. She was happy she knew who it was now. When she got back to her house, she called Cody, and after two rings she spoke.

  “I got the evidence. I saw Kenneth too. What a pathetic man,” she said.

  “Thank you Scarlet. I really do appreciate it,” he said.

  They hung up, and she knew that the only thing that could happen now was the game, and it would be something amazing.

  That Friday night, Scarlet got there early, sitting in the front row and looking out. All of the other guys were there, and she could see the rival team hovering around there as well, each of them looking at the entryway for Cody.

  “I bet he won’t even show up,” Kenneth said.

  She looked at them, wondering if there was anything that she could do. The only thing that she could accomplish right now, was to wait and see.

  The time was ticking, and it was getting closer and closer to the game time, and for Scarlet, even she was starting to get worried. Cody hadn’t appeared yet, and she could already tell that it was going to be hard for her to keep herself together if he doesn’t show up. She knew that he was safe for now, his secret with her, but at the same time even she didn’t know if Kenneth had anything up his sleeve. She really didn’t know, and she could see the haughty look on his face.

  “See? Told you he wouldn’t show,” Kenneth told the other guys.

  They were all jeering, happy that Cody still wasn’t there, but she could feel the worry rushing over her.

  “Come on Cody. You’ve got this,” she muttered to herself.

  About a minute before the game, when she thought that it was all lost, she saw something, and when it appeared, she immediately knew that this was it. She saw someone walk out from the other side of the stadium, and when she did see it, she immediately looked shocked.

  It was Cody. He seemed to be a bit worried, but she could see the fire in his eyes. The determination within them was enough to cut something like a knife. The other players looked at Cody with shock on their faces, but not as much shock as Kenneth himself. Kenneth looked at Cody, unsure of what to say, but he just looked at him with a garbled expression of wonder.

  “But how? You knew what was coming! I’ll still expose you,” the man said.

  “Good luck with that. I know all about it. I know all about what you’ve done, and I’ve been able to prepare for it,” he told the other man.

  Kenneth looked around, and immediately Scarlet smiled waving at him. She then showed the folder where the pictures were, and he growled with annoyance.

  “You bastard,” the man said with a spit.

  “Hey, play fairly next time and don’t make me have to use my girlfriend to get the pictures. If you do just that, you’ll have a much better time eventually,” he told them.

  The other players watched as Cody went over to the other side, and Scarlet breathed a sigh of relief. It was nice to know that they would still have a chance of winning, and suddenly, the game was about to start.

  It was a rough game, and even she could see it. The fact that his plans were foiled said a lot to Kenneth, and the hatred in his eyes was glowering all over the court. But Cody looked different, and for Scarlet, she could see the different person in front of her. The fire in his eyes and in his soul, the determined feeling that he had because of all of this, all of that was something special to her, and she knew that he would win. It was obvious that he would, because if he wasn’t they wouldn’t have put as much of an effort forward to thwart the plans that they had.

  The game started to get brutal from the start, with interceptions happening left and right, and Kenneth playing with anger as his fuel. Cody kept a level head though, and despite all that had happened and all of the bullshit that had gone down before the game, he was smart about not letting it get the best of him. The two of them played in a fiery manner, and for Scarlet, she felt like she was seeing two rivals finally get the showdown that they needed.

  But Scarlet could see after the second quarter that this game was far from over. Co
dy’s team was winning, but it was a game that kept going back and forth. Right now, it was anyone’s game, and this would be the championship that would determine it all. It was going to determine it, and when the fourth quarter hit, with very little time left, she could practically feel the tension throughout the stadium.

  That’s when it happened. They were tied, with only about ten seconds left, and Cody had the ball. There was no way he could make a layup in time to win, and it was heavily guarded. But, he had another idea, and that’s when he did it. He got to the threw-point line, jumping ahead of the other players, grasping the ball and dunking it. When the buzzer hit, the ball fell in, marking the lead they got and winning the game.

  The crowd reverberated in cheers, and immediately Scarlet was welcomed down. She went down there, and Cody embraced her, holding her in her arms. She did hold onto the files and the card for evidence, evidence that she planned to destroy after the event was over. She could see Kenneth glaring at her, but she just smiled, and she felt happy about it all.

  Cody pushed his lips against her own, and for Scarlet, it was the first most powerful kiss the tow of them shared. It was weird, because it was a kiss that said everything about themselves, and she embraced tit too. She knew deep down that there was a lot that they would need to go over, but their love would know no bounds.

  They got the trophy, and Cody was represented as one of the star players for the game, and the horns were blaring as the screen showed all of his plays. Cody turned to Scarlet, grasping her hand.

  “It’s amazing isn’t it?” he said.

  “It really is. You did well babe,” she told him.

  “Well I wouldn’t have even been half as good had you not been able to help me. Thank you for everything babe. I love you so much. Let’s have more adventures together, more games won, and more memories created,” he said.

  She nodded, taking all of that in and feeling the happiness that seemed to know no bounds. The two of them kissed one again, and for her, she felt like she made the best decision in the world. It was something utterly amazing, something that seemed so right, and for her, this felt like the best thing in her mind, and it would always be like that.

  The two of them shared in a kiss, and it was definitely something that they wanted to cherish forever. The game has been won, and the two of them won their own game as well, which was the game of love. They overcome some of the hardest trials that they ever had before, a feeling that made them both realize that it was worth it, and it was something more than they ever expected. At this point, nothing could stop them not, at least not for a long time, for their love was strong and not wavering, and they would be able to continue with this with one another for as long as the two of them willed it to be, and as long as they wanted.

  THE END

  Another bonus story is on the next page.

  Bonus Story 14 of 44

  Luck Out

  Betty Banks looked at herself in the mirror. Her pregnant belly protruded, and she wondered how much longer she would remain pregnant. She was looking forward to getting on with her life in the normal way once again. The pregnancy had come with its own issues that she could not control, and they were beginning to have a negative effect on her. For instance, she was very moody and also picky about the things that she wanted to eat. There was also the case of her husband, Ronnie Banks.

  Betty and Ronnie had been married for almost two years now, and everything in their marriage had been going fine until Betty became pregnant. As soon as her belly started expanding, it was as if Ronnie no longer wanted anything to do with her. He spent as little time as possible in the house with her, and whenever Betty wanted to make love, he always had some sort of excuse not to even touch her. Betty suspected that Ronnie was probably cheating on her with some other woman, but did not have any evidence at all. She was, however, determined to find out who the other woman was, and so she hired the services of a private eye to follow Ronnie around.

  Ronnie was on one of the state’s best football teams, and being a very handsome man that women could not resist, she was sure that some other woman had probably seduced him.

  It was Saturday, and she sat alone in the living room watching football previews on the television. She had always loved football, and that was one of the reasons that Betty had married a football player. She would spend most of her free time away from the office at the football pitches, watching not only the games but even the training. She loved both the game and the players, enjoying looking at their huge muscular bodies struggling on the pitch.

  Later on, she would hang around at the gym with the players just so she could admire the players’ huge, masculine muscles that looked as if they would tear right through their shirts. This is how she and Ronnie had met and slowly began going out on a date. He was a fullback for the San Francisco Rookies, one of the best teams in the state, and Betty had immediately been blown away by his handsomeness. Months after falling in love, they had gotten married in a flashy wedding that was attended by many of the football players and other celebrities from the city.

  The phone rang, startling her from her television game, and Betty realized that she had left her cell phone in the guest washroom when she had been checking herself out in the mirror. She got up and hurried over to the washroom, wondering who it could be. At this time of the day, just after noon, she was sure that it had to be her girlfriend, Anita Walsh, and she was right.

  “Hello, sweetie,” she said to her best friend excitedly, and glad to hear from her. “I thought that you were supposed to be here keeping me company. Don’t tell me that the Friday hangover still has you in bed?”

  “Hi, Betty, I'm actually still at the hotel where this guy took me out to last night,” her friend said, making Betty envious of her carefree lifestyle since she was not married. Anita seemed to spend every weekend in the arms of a different man saying that she wanted to have tasted it all by the time that she finally decided to get married. Betty's lifestyle had not been very different from Anita's before she got married, and ever since she got pregnant and Ronnie sort of neglected her, she actually missed it. All the clubbing and exchanging of men as if they were clothes, it had been quite a life in the fast lane.

  “Are you calling to play games with me, Anita? Because if that’s the case, it is not very funny. I haven’t had sex for at least three months because my husband thinks that I'm ugly, and this weekend he went out of town to visit his folks,” Betty said.

  “Actually, that is one of the reasons that I called, Betty, it regards your husband,” Anita said hesitantly.

  “Out with it already, girlfriend, what is it?” Betty said, wondering what Anita could be driving at since she had not mentioned to her about her suspicions that Ronnie was cheating on her with another woman.

  “Betty, you might want to be prepared for what I’m about to tell you because it might not be the very best news, keeping in mind that you are pregnant,” Anita said, and Betty could already feel the tears coming to her eyes even before she heard the news. “Do you remember that woman that you once told me was his office assistant at the landscaping company where he works when he is off the pitch?”

  “Daisy?” Betty said weakly.

  “Well, yes, I just saw him and her by the poolside of the hotel and from the way that they were kissing, I'm pretty sure that it was more than just a professional office relationship. They were all over each other, their hands touching each other all over shamelessly. I heard him tell her that they were headed off to watch a match and then get back to the hotel for another heated night,” Anita said, stopping when Betty said nothing. “Betty, are you alright? Would you like for me to come over to your place right now?”

  “No, Anita, I'm alright, and I know just what I'm going to do to that asshole. I'm going to hit him where it hurts the most,” Betty said in a voice as cold as ice, slowly making her way out of the washroom and beginning to head up the stairs.

  “Please don’t do anything stupid, Betty, I don’t wa
nt anything bad happening to the baby you are about to give birth to,” Anita said.

  “Don’t you worry, Anita, I would never let anything bad happen to my baby. I'm just going to make Ronnie super jealous so that he can realize just what he is missing out on,” she said, hanging up.

  *****

  Her call caught him by surprise. Mike Spencer was not expecting to get a call from Betty, his best friend’s wife. He had always had a crush on her from the very first time that he had set eyes on her, even before she and Ronnie began dating, and at times he regretted why he had not made the first move on the hot brunette. She had a shapely body, a fine ass, and big breasts just the way that he loved his women, and even when she had gotten married to Ronnie, he could not help but look at her in a sexual way. Many a time he had tried to imagine how she looked like without her clothes on, and how it would feel like to bone her like it was the end of the world. It was too bad that such a thing was never going to happen. Mike hadn’t seen Betty in a couple of months now, and he had a feeling that she and Ronnie were not having the best of relationships. He even suspected that Ronnie was running around with other women, although he could not quite be sure since nowadays they did not spend as much time together as they had before. It was as if Ronnie had changed, character wise, spending a lot of time to himself.

  “Mike, do you guys have any matches today?” she asked quietly as he tried to picture how she looked on the other end of the line.

  “Yes, Betty, as a matter of fact, the match is just about to begin, why?” he said to her.

  “It’s nothing, I'm just curious because I haven’t seen Ronnie all morning,” she said to him, and he could sense some sort of loneliness in her tone.

  “Actually, he just walked into the changing rooms a couple of minutes ago. Would you like me to give him the phone?”

  “No,” she said it a little too quickly as if she did not want her husband to know that she had called. “That is all, Mike, I just wanted to know if he was at the stadium. Please don’t mention to him that I called.”