by Lauren Wood
“But tell me Johnny, have you ever told them you did? You know just to get them into bed.” She asked.
He laughed, “I never have to tell them anything, they throw themselves at me. I guess they wanted to sleep with the star quarterback. Maybe they hoped to hook me in their grasp, so I would marry them. I don’t know. But I can tell you the only other person I’ve said those words to, who is female, is my mother.” He said.
Carrie looked at him closely, she believed him. Her heart soared, maybe he did love her. “Okay, I’m sorry. I just really am scared that you’ll find someone offering something, and you’ll take it.” She stated.
“Carrie from here on out I only want you, no one else.” He told her.
“Alright Johnny.”
He leaned over and kissed her, he moved his hands over her body. Soon he was making love to her again, taking his time. She rode the wave of pleasure to climax after climax.
Johnny looked at her as he moved in and out of her slowly, “Carrie this is special, I love you.” He said and kissed her.
They climaxed together and melted into each other’s arms. Carrie snuggled up closer to him and let her heavy eyes take over.
“Hey it’s late, I should go.” He shook her awake.
“Oh sorry I fell asleep.” She yawned and stretched.
“So did I. I think I heard your roommate come up a little while ago.” He told her.
“Most likely, I forgot the sock on the door in my haste. Did she come in?” Carrie asked.
“I heard her open the door and then shut it.” He said.
“I’ll hear about it from her later I’m sure.” She laughed.
He kissed her, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Shortly after he left Sally came into the room. “You forgot the sock.” Sally said.
“I’m so sorry.” Carrie apologized.
“It’s okay; I didn’t see much of anything. Just the two of you all tangled up. Naked bodies peeking out from the covers, so I guess you did the deed!” Sally laughed.
Carrie felt embarrassed, but finally shook her head yes.
“Tell me was it nice? Did you enjoy it? Did he enjoy it?” Sally was full of questions.
“It was amazing. You know I have nothing to compare it to though.” Carrie said.
“Did you orgasm?”
“So many times, I can’t even tell you.” Carrie said and Sally laughed.
They talked later into the night, Carrie sharing some details, but not everything.
Chapter 14
Johnny felt like he was walking on air. He had told her had he felt tonight. Those words had seemed so easy to say, and rung true to even his ears. He knew it was true, he had never felt so much for anyone in his life.
He had been telling her the truth about not saying those words to another female, but his mom. Carrie was someone that Johnny wanted to keep in his life for a long time.
The funny thing was he wanted to ask her to marry him, had planned on getting a ring today even. His head felt like it was stuck in a whirlwind. When she had asked him if he was serious about his feelings, it had hurt him a bit.
But as she explained why she had said it, he had to agree with her. He wasn’t the most reputable person in the world. His reputation was one of a real player.
Johnny Strom was no longer going to be that way though; he had decided that she was the one. He didn’t feel like sleeping, but knew he should.
“Maybe I’ll take her out and let her pick out the ring?” He said to himself.
However, that seemed so unromantic. No he would rather hope that he picked something she would love. He wanted to find a ring that fit her personality, and showed how much he loved her.
Johnny hadn’t told anyone yet, but he had been approached by a professional manager the other day. “Hey Johnny, you know we are really interested in having you join the team. So what do you think? We would draft you first and sign you to a nice contract.” The guy had told him.
He had his sights set on going to a warm location; the team that had contacted him was the San Diego Chargers. After talking to the guy he had done a bit of research on the area. It had seemed nice enough. Now though he had Carrie to consider too.
“That’s if she says yes though. What if she says no?” Fear flitted through his heart. Hell he didn’t want to lose her when he had just gotten her.
Johnny tried to think of the perfect way to present it all to her. He stood in front of his mirror and tried it a few times. “Look Carrie, I know we only just really started dating. But I feel like I’ve been with you for years now. I feel so natural around you, like I can be myself. Will you marry me?”
He shook his head that sounded so corny. No he wanted to sweep her off of her feet. He wanted to make it impossible for her to say no.
Finally falling into the bed he slept for a bit, and got up as soon as the stores would be open. He had a plan for the day and didn’t want to be side tracked.
Johnny made his way downtown and found a store. He went inside and pick a ring out, one he thought she would love. “That’s a perfect one.” Johnny told the clerk.
“It’s a nice choice. It offers simplicity, yet is classic and beautiful at the same time.” The clerk said as he rang up the purchase.
Johnny took the package and put it into his pocket. He wasn’t paying much attention as he walked out the door.
“Johnny, hey, how are you?” He heard a female voice call to him from behind.
He turned to see Patty walking up to him. She was doing her best I want you look and prancing his way. “I’m good Patty, but I’m a little busy right now.” He tried to turn and leave.
“Oh not so quick there cowboy, I think we have some score to settle still.” She walked up to him and rang a finger down his chest, stopping short of his belt buckle.
He moved away from her. “Look I’m not interested. I have a girl now. As a matter of fact, I’m asking her to marry me today.” He told Patty.
Patty’s face turned mean instantly. “You have a girl? Johnny Strom, the biggest male slut I’ve known. Right, who is the idiot who thinks you, will be faithful to her?” She demanded.
“I will be faithful to her.” He stated.
He noticed her face as she figured out who he was talking about, “Oh you and Carrie? No way, she’s a virgin. Oh I get it. You’re going to marry her so that she will be the little housewife. While you’re on the road doing whatever it is you can. Just look me up, I’ll be waiting.” She laughed and walked away.
Johnny wanted to call out and tell her no, it wasn’t true. But why waste his time with Patty, she was simply jealous. She had been trying to get to him for a long time now. He had slept with her a few times, but it had never meant anything.
Instead he went back to his room and made reservations for him and Carrie. Tonight he would take her to the fancy French restaurant in town and ask her to marry him.
Chapter 15
“You bitch, how dare you take him from me.” Carrie heard from behind her.
She turned to find Patty, her face red with anger. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Sally got in between the two girls. “Hey Patty back off. What’s going on?”
“Johnny, I love him and she took him from me.” Patty shouted.
“You didn’t love him, hell how many other guys do you sleep with?” Carrie shouted back at her.
“Oh little virgin girl don’t get all up on your high horse of morals. It doesn’t matter, you need to back off.” Patty said, trying to push her way to Carrie.
“I’m not a virgin anymore.” Carrie said quietly to Patty.
It threw her into a fit of rage, and Sally had to hold Patty back. “You little bitch. He doesn’t love you; he’ll only use you for a bit. Don’t believe for one second he’ll ever be faithful to you. He already told me that you’ll stay at home, and when he’s on the road. Well let’s just say, I’ll be the one he’s with.” Patty shouted out.
“Patty knock it of
f will you.” Sally pushed her back. “You have no idea what is going on between them. But I can tell you the skin on your face is turning green from jealousy.”
“That’s it; I’ll have you two kicked out of the sorority by noon. Pack your bags and find another place to live.” Patty stalked out of the room.
Sally turned to Carrie, “Don’t believe a word she says. She likes to create problems.”
Carrie smiled at Sally; she wished that what Patty had said didn’t sound so possible. But the fear was building up in her heart already. Maybe Johnny had said that, but why.
***
Johnny called her a little later, “Hey I made reservations for Le’ Chic for us, I’ll be over to pick you up in a few minutes. I have a lot of things to talk to you about.”
Carrie felt the fear creeping in once more, “Okay, I’ll get ready.” She said. As she dressed she couldn’t help but feel like he was going to tell her what Patty had already informed her about. Or would he tell her? He might just do it, and she would be unaware of it all.
“Carrie, hey Johnny is here to pick you up. I had him wait outside, you know just in case Patty comes out of her room.” Sally came into the room and told her.
“Thanks.” She made her way to him.
He smiled as soon as he saw her; she felt her heart lurch out for him.
“You look amazing.” He said.
“Thanks, but tell me what you want to talk about please.” She said.
If he was going to tell her she wasn’t right for him or something like that she didn’t want to go out to eat. She would rather cry in the peace of her own room. Well at least for a couple more hours.
“Well I wanted to wait until we were in the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant. But I guess here goes. Carrie I love you, and I really want to have you in my life. Will you marry me?” He asked as he got down on one knee in front of her.
“Are you going to marry me, and then sleep with other women on the road?” She asked.
“What? Why in the world would I do that?” He asked.
“Patty said that your plan was that, to marry me. Then when you were on the road you would look her up and other women.” Carrie admitted.
“No, I never said that to her. I told her I’m not interested that I have a girl, and I only want her. Carrie, I got an offer to move to San Diego, to play pro ball. Will you go with me? You can go with me to every game; I’ll never leave you home. I want you around me all the time. Well except in the locker room, you can’t go in there.” He said.
“What? Oh wow, I can’t believe this. Yes I will marry you. I’m sorry I even thought she was telling the truth. I love you Johnny.”
THE END
THE PERFECT CHAMP
Chapter 1
Writing a blog every month for those publications that were willing to pick it up was not an easy life. Freelance was feast or famine and for Natasha Young it was getting harder and harder to put food on a plate. She was a black woman in a white man’s world. She was through making ends meet by pandering to the lowest common denominator. She was not a fool and she knew that sex sold very well in any market.
“I’ve seen that look before, Natasha. I know exactly what that means. I thought that it would be a little longer before you felt a need to roam again. You’ve been bouncing from one career to the next and it’s a wonder that you don’t get whiplash. I know that you get bored easily. I’ve tried to be understanding, but it’s very hard when I see you going down a dark and dangerous road.” Travis was Natasha’s best friend and was not one to sugarcoat anything. He was going to tell her exactly how he felt. It was what after all a good friend would do under the circumstances.
Natasha enjoyed wearing provocative clothing and seeing the look in those guys eyes as she passed them on the street. This time was no different. She was wearing a red dress that was especially made for her frame. She was slim, but she did have a bit more meat where it would matter the most. Her ass came into a room after her and her breasts came into a room before her. She liked to shake the tree and see what would fall into her lap. “I see the way that Travis looks at me. He thinks that I don’ recognize a horny boy when I see one. I would love to throw him a bone, but I’ve never been all that attracted to him. If this dry spell continues, I might have to throw him down on a bed and cover his face with a pillow. He’s a little plain for my taste and the glasses give him the intellectual look of some kind professor about to teach a lesson in front of his students. It bodes well that that is exactly what profession he has found himself in. He wears those tweed coats like a badge of honor going into a battle to teach the young minds of today how to survive in a doggy dog world.”
“I think for the first time in my life I’ve found a passion for something. I love putting pen to paper even when I’m typing on a keyboard. I just think that there is a more lucrative way to do this than to wait for the table scraps to land in my account. I’ve been researching and I’ve seen a trend that leads me to believe that sports is the place where I want to be.”
“You can’t be serious. You don’t even like sports. How the hell are you going to write about something that you’re not even remotely interested in? I don’t think that you’ve given this enough thought and maybe you need time to sleep on it. I want nothing but the best for you. Sometimes I don’t think that you’re living up to your potential. You’re street savvy and whatever you put your mind to you can become a success. If you insist on going down this road, then I would strongly stress researching the subject until you know it like the back of your hand.” Travis was trying to give her all the tools that she would need. He was even willing to stand by her to give her the necessary advice to help her succeed in the sports reporting field. He may not have looked the part, but he loved the roar of the crowd and the spirit of competition in the air.
Natasha was an only child and she had everything given to her on a silver platter. Her parents doted on her hand and foot until they divorced a few years before she was ready to leave home. She learned how to manipulate and was now turning it into a career. “I want Travis to teach me everything that he knows and whatever else I need to know, I can always learn on my own. There are many research tools at my disposal. The one that comes to mind is the Internet. I’ve watched a certain basketball player rise to stardom. There are still a lot of questions and he’s not willing to listen or to talk to any one.” “Anything that you can tell me would help to go a long way. I want to meet him, but not as a reporter. I know that this might sound a little deceitful, but I can’t help that. You know better than anyone that I can be a force of nature. I’m more than willing to sleep my way to the top of that glass ceiling.”
“I’ve never seen you like this, Natasha. You have this fire for this subject matter and it’s very rare when a student comes into my class that shows that kind of enthusiasm. I can’t condone trying to trick him into telling you his deepest and darkest secrets. I can only give you fair warning that secrets have a funny way of not staying in the shadows. If you can live with the possibility that he will learn of your duplicitous nature, then by all means let us play this game together.” Travis was anxious to get started. He finally had somebody that he could talk to about sports. It didn’t matter to him that she wasn’t as invested as he was. He was convinced that she would be blown away by the sport that made such greats as Kobe Bryant and Shaquille O’Neal.
“I think that it goes without saying that the red dress that I’m wearing is my secret weapon. I’ve had several guys that were unable to resist my considerable assets. I have the booty that would make Jennifer Lopez jealous. I enjoy getting a man’s attention and I doubt seriously that Ethan Banner is gonna be able to turn all this down.” “I know what I bring to the table. I also know that he is a bit of a womanizer. He can’t keep it in his pants more than 24 hours. I am going to have to stand out from the rest of the crowd and I think that I can do that more than anyone. I will find out what he has been hiding and I will be the first one to pull bac
k the curtain on the scandal.” Natasha knew exactly where he was going to be.
“There are a few Internet sites that you should frequent. It gives you the basic summary of what you should know about the sport and the person that you have targeted. I know that you are persistent, but you’re going to have to show amazing willpower when dealing with Ethan. He’s only going to see you as his next conquest. That notch on his belt is the only thing that he cares about off the court. Critics have described him as the next white hope for the sport. They fear that he’s going to get somebody in trouble and that his life will swirl down the drain with a gold digger sticking her hand in his pocket. I don’t know what he’s hiding, but if anybody can find out, I’m sure that you will be able to do that. I think that you need a bit more incentive than an encouraging word. To keep you on the right track, I am offering $25,000. I do believe in you, but sometimes you need that fire underneath you to complete a task. Think of the money as a bonus for a job well done.” Travis had seen Natasha grow emotionally and even though they didn’t match up on paper, didn’t mean that their friendship couldn’t endure.
“That is an interesting wager. What exactly do you get if I don’t follow through? I’m sure that you have something in mind. Maybe a home cooked meal with the recipes that I have gotten from my grandmother on her deathbed.” “My parents were no longer with me, but my grandmother was still living on borrowed time. I could certainly use the money and that would give me that kick in the ass. If I can really get this scoop, then there would be plenty of offers to come to work with any publication. I may not like sports, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t fake it like the best of them. It wouldn’t be the first time that I faked something for a man and it won’t be the last time. Why they can’t tell is beyond me and if I were to really have that moment of bliss they would know it down to their toes.” She had a date with a guy that was known as a lothario. He was scheduled at a book signing. He was only 27 years old and already he had signed a multiyear deal with a publishing company for the rights to his story.
