Page 27 of Shooting his Shot

Akari sighed deeply, shutting the door behind him. "Fine, man. You might as well strip naked while you're at it. You got me up, so now he's awake, too. Put us back to sleep."

I smirked and started taking off my clothes. "That's something I can do."

"Umhm, yeah. Get your ass up them stairs."

Akari didn't have to tell me twice before I did what he demanded me to do.

It was game night,and I was hyped as hell for it. Whenever it was a game, I had all the energy in the world. It had to be like that. If not, I would play lousy, and that was something I didn't want to happen. I had my good luck charm here with me, so I knew I had this game in the bag. Since I had Avani in my life, I had been playing better than I ever had. She was the boost I needed. I guess it was because I loved her. She just didn't know it yet. After the game, I planned to tell her how I felt about her.

We finally got our shit together... well, she got her shit together. It had been a month since we had an argument that blew up the way the last one did. Don't get me wrong, we still argued with one another, but I knew we were able to work through our problems. We had been spending a lot of time goingout and being photographed together. Avani didn't like it, but she was trying to adjust to it. I gave her grace for that since she wasn't used to my lifestyle all that well.

I wondered if I had enough time to go see her before the game started. She and my sister had arrived already, so he had to be out there somewhere. If I could get a kiss from her, I already knew the game would be an epic one.

"Aye, y'all don't let the game start without me. I'll be back." I rushed out of the locker room with my teammates yelling behind me. They would be okay for a few minutes. I needed to feel my girl's lips against mine.

I searched all around until my eyes landed on her. With a smile, I made my way over to her, but before I could get to her, two women approached me, rubbing on me. I frowned as I glanced down at them.

"Who the fuck..." I muttered as I stared at them, dumbfounded.

One of them reached out and touched my face.

"We have been waiting for so long to get our hands on you!" one of them squealed.

I was in awe at what the hell was happening. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Avani, and the look on her face crushed my soul.

"Fuck..." I dropped my head, not at all paying attention to the women in front of me.

They giggled. "Yeah, daddy. We'd love to fuck you."

I backed away from them and looked up, trying to find Avani, but she was nowhere to be found. Damn it. I had a feeling this wasn't about to end well for me. If she saw what happened, it was a good chance she wasn't going to stay at the game.

I had to get back to the court before it was time to play. As I made my way back inside the stadium, I heard my sister calling my name.

"Wassup?" I looked down at her.

"What the hell did you do to Avani?” She left crying.

I mumbled, "I didn't do anything. Two women approached me and were rubbing on me. Before I had the chance to react, she saw what happened. Damn, man. This isn't good for me."

"Don't worry about that right now. You have a game to worry about," Aisha stated.

"Yeah..."

Damn,I was playing lousy as hell. I needed to get my head in the game, but it was hard when all I could think about was Avani and the look on her face. We were losing bad as hell, and it was my fault.

"Man, get your head in the game!" Kennis yelled to me, sending a glare my way.

I wanted to punch the hell out of him. "My head is in the game. Don't try to play me like that."

"Then play like your head is in the damn game," he retorted.

I had the ball, going down the court with it. I stopped to shoot the ball and missed it.

"Fuck..." I mumbled.

Kennis dropped his head to his chest, as did my other teammates. Hell, I wanted to do the same thing. I had never been as disappointed in myself as I was right now. The way I was playing it wasn't like the man who was a beast. Nah, I felt like a mutt of a dog, if anything.

It was time to set up a play, and we did. Just as one of my teammates threw me the ball, I had butter fingers and let it slip out of my hands. The other team picked it up and took off.

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