Fuck me, he thought as he let out a breath, begging his body to calm down.
“You coming back over there with us?”
Phillip opened his eyes to see that Erik and Tate obstructed his view of Reese. Tate towered over both of them but, by now, he was used to it. It was good he was a giant; he saved every shot when he was in the goal, which was great for the team, but thinking about the team was the last thing on his mind right now. Reese was clouding everything. His brain, his senses, and his heart. That girl had ruined him, and it seemed like she didn’t give two f**ks that she had.
“Probably not, I’m not sure I can control myself from beating that dude to a bloody pulp,” he said, nodding his head to Dean. “Douche.”
“Who?” Tate asked, looking back at the table where the source of his torture stood. “The guy with Reese?”
“Yeah, f**k him.”
Erik laughed. “You know she brought him to make you jealous. Don’t let it bother you.”
“What? You with Reese or something?” Tate asked, his English still a little broken despite the years of therapy.
“Or something,” Phillip answered as Erik’s words sunk in.
What if he was right? Hmmm, interesting. Two could play that game. Looking to his left, he saw a beautiful, dark-haired woman. Big br**sts, legs for days, and an ass that you could bounce a quarter off. Before Reese, he would be on her faster than he could score, but today, not so much. Leaning towards her, he gave her his signature panty-dropping grin. She responded immediately and leaned towards him, her face breaking into a huge grin.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” she said back with a wide smile. She had straight, white teeth and was very pretty.
“Want to help me out?”
“Sure.”
“As much as I would love to give you the world, I can’t. A girl has wrecked me, and well, she brought some other douche here, and I need you to help me make her jealous. What do you say?”
She laughed. “Why waste your time when there are girls that actually want to be with you?”
Phillip smiled. “You’re right, but this girl is complicated and worth it. Help me?”
She whispered something into the girl’s ear that was beside and then came around the bar, her girlfriends laughing as she sashayed to him. Man, she wasn’t pretty. She was hot. Placing her hands on his chest, she smiled. “You’re lucky I’m a lesbian, or I would be trying to get in your pants. Even though I bat for the other team, I can’t help but think you’re sexy as hell. So yes, let’s make this girl all crazy with jealously.”
Lesbian? Holy f**k that would be hot… before Reese. God, she had ruined him. He couldn’t even get his dick to respond to a possible threesome with lesbians. Man, this better work.
“Is that your woman?” Phillip asked, pointing to the woman that was just as big as he was.
She grinned as she held his gaze. “Yup, and she is fine with it. She knows who I’m coming home to.”
“Okay cool, she won’t kick my ass though, right?”
The girl laughed, along with everyone else, including Erik and Tate.
“No, she’s a big teddy bear. I’m Brooke by the way.”
“Phillip.”
“Awesome, let’s do this. Where is she at?”
“Right there,” Phillip said, pointing to Reese when Erik and Tate separated. Brooke took in a quick breath.
“Shit, she is hotter than you.”
“I know,” Phillip said sadly. “She broke it off with me because I asked her only to sleep with me and no one else.”
“Relationship-phobia?”
“Yeah, some dude messed her up. Now she doesn’t want relationships, but all I want is for her to sleep with only me. I get the whole not wanting a relationship; we can worry about that later. It’s been two weeks since I’ve had my arms around that woman, and it is driving me insane.”
“Man, I’m speechless,” she said, shaking her head. Reese ran her hands through her hair, looking over her shoulder, her lips pursed as she looked everywhere but at him. He wanted to attack her and lick that lipstick right off her succulent lips.
Taking in a deep breath, he said, “Yeah, she has that effect on people.”
Phillip watched as the penis head slowly slid his hand down her back, resting it on her ass. Reese looked up at him and smiled, while Phillip’s body caught on fire and not in a good way.
“All right,” she said, smacking her hands together. “Let’s do this.”
Brooke looked up at him, and he smiled before snaking his arms around her waist. “I owe you and your woman a night out, maybe dinner?”
“I’ll take it as a reward for making her jealous. We’ll exchange numbers later. Come on, I’m excited.”
Tate and Erik both laughed as they walked ahead of them, Phillip and Brooke following behind. Audrey looked up and saw Brooke first, a grin on her face as she exclaimed, “Brooke! Where is Amy?”
Huh?
Brooke froze, sending Phillip an ‘oh shit’ look, before being wrapped up in Audrey’s arms. Phillip watched as she whispered something and then Audrey pulled back, looking up at Phillip before looking back at Brooke and then back to Reese.
“I left her at home; she didn’t want to come out. I think her and her boyfriend are hanging out tonight.”
“Yeah, cool,” Audrey said, shaking her head. “I’ve missed seeing y’all.”
“You coming back over there with us?”
Phillip opened his eyes to see that Erik and Tate obstructed his view of Reese. Tate towered over both of them but, by now, he was used to it. It was good he was a giant; he saved every shot when he was in the goal, which was great for the team, but thinking about the team was the last thing on his mind right now. Reese was clouding everything. His brain, his senses, and his heart. That girl had ruined him, and it seemed like she didn’t give two f**ks that she had.
“Probably not, I’m not sure I can control myself from beating that dude to a bloody pulp,” he said, nodding his head to Dean. “Douche.”
“Who?” Tate asked, looking back at the table where the source of his torture stood. “The guy with Reese?”
“Yeah, f**k him.”
Erik laughed. “You know she brought him to make you jealous. Don’t let it bother you.”
“What? You with Reese or something?” Tate asked, his English still a little broken despite the years of therapy.
“Or something,” Phillip answered as Erik’s words sunk in.
What if he was right? Hmmm, interesting. Two could play that game. Looking to his left, he saw a beautiful, dark-haired woman. Big br**sts, legs for days, and an ass that you could bounce a quarter off. Before Reese, he would be on her faster than he could score, but today, not so much. Leaning towards her, he gave her his signature panty-dropping grin. She responded immediately and leaned towards him, her face breaking into a huge grin.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” she said back with a wide smile. She had straight, white teeth and was very pretty.
“Want to help me out?”
“Sure.”
“As much as I would love to give you the world, I can’t. A girl has wrecked me, and well, she brought some other douche here, and I need you to help me make her jealous. What do you say?”
She laughed. “Why waste your time when there are girls that actually want to be with you?”
Phillip smiled. “You’re right, but this girl is complicated and worth it. Help me?”
She whispered something into the girl’s ear that was beside and then came around the bar, her girlfriends laughing as she sashayed to him. Man, she wasn’t pretty. She was hot. Placing her hands on his chest, she smiled. “You’re lucky I’m a lesbian, or I would be trying to get in your pants. Even though I bat for the other team, I can’t help but think you’re sexy as hell. So yes, let’s make this girl all crazy with jealously.”
Lesbian? Holy f**k that would be hot… before Reese. God, she had ruined him. He couldn’t even get his dick to respond to a possible threesome with lesbians. Man, this better work.
“Is that your woman?” Phillip asked, pointing to the woman that was just as big as he was.
She grinned as she held his gaze. “Yup, and she is fine with it. She knows who I’m coming home to.”
“Okay cool, she won’t kick my ass though, right?”
The girl laughed, along with everyone else, including Erik and Tate.
“No, she’s a big teddy bear. I’m Brooke by the way.”
“Phillip.”
“Awesome, let’s do this. Where is she at?”
“Right there,” Phillip said, pointing to Reese when Erik and Tate separated. Brooke took in a quick breath.
“Shit, she is hotter than you.”
“I know,” Phillip said sadly. “She broke it off with me because I asked her only to sleep with me and no one else.”
“Relationship-phobia?”
“Yeah, some dude messed her up. Now she doesn’t want relationships, but all I want is for her to sleep with only me. I get the whole not wanting a relationship; we can worry about that later. It’s been two weeks since I’ve had my arms around that woman, and it is driving me insane.”
“Man, I’m speechless,” she said, shaking her head. Reese ran her hands through her hair, looking over her shoulder, her lips pursed as she looked everywhere but at him. He wanted to attack her and lick that lipstick right off her succulent lips.
Taking in a deep breath, he said, “Yeah, she has that effect on people.”
Phillip watched as the penis head slowly slid his hand down her back, resting it on her ass. Reese looked up at him and smiled, while Phillip’s body caught on fire and not in a good way.
“All right,” she said, smacking her hands together. “Let’s do this.”
Brooke looked up at him, and he smiled before snaking his arms around her waist. “I owe you and your woman a night out, maybe dinner?”
“I’ll take it as a reward for making her jealous. We’ll exchange numbers later. Come on, I’m excited.”
Tate and Erik both laughed as they walked ahead of them, Phillip and Brooke following behind. Audrey looked up and saw Brooke first, a grin on her face as she exclaimed, “Brooke! Where is Amy?”
Huh?
Brooke froze, sending Phillip an ‘oh shit’ look, before being wrapped up in Audrey’s arms. Phillip watched as she whispered something and then Audrey pulled back, looking up at Phillip before looking back at Brooke and then back to Reese.
“I left her at home; she didn’t want to come out. I think her and her boyfriend are hanging out tonight.”
“Yeah, cool,” Audrey said, shaking her head. “I’ve missed seeing y’all.”
