Page 19 of Crossing the Lines for Love

“Tell me what happened. It’s probably not as bad as you think.”

“It’s bad.”

“Randi.”

“Okay! Niko was there.”

“Oh damn. Was that who approached you before I lost you in the crowd?”

“Yes, and I politely sent him on his way. But the next thing I knew, the dance floor was packed, and I felt a set of hands around my waist. I knew it was him and tried to escape, but he held onto me.”

“And?”

“For like, three minutes, I said fuck it, and just let it flow. He felt me up, and I let him and would have probably continued.”

“But?”

“But when I felt his lips on my neck, I came to my senses. I really need to get some dick because I shouldn’t be all hot and bothered by one of my players.”

“I would agree that you need some dick. He might just be the one to give it to you.”

I swung my arm and punched him in the shoulder. “Trell, I cannot fuck that man. Why are you praying on my downfall?”

“Do you have any other prospects?”

“That’ssonot the point. I’m sure I’ve already violated some rules in our handbook. I can’t let my lack of sex life ruin this opportunity for me.”

“You’re right, and I’m sorry for encouraging you to do the wrong thing. If you can hold off until the season is over, you can fuck that man with no worries. By May, he will no longer be a student. Can you make it until then?”

“I don’t have a choice. Ugh! I knew I should’ve stayed my ass at home. This is the last time I’m going out with y’all because I can’t risk running into him again outside of practice.”

I didn’t understand why my attraction to Niko was so strong, but I would have to use every ounce of strength to fight it.Lord be with me.

The past weekhad been torture. Not only was Coach Sampson still in drill sergeant mode, but it took an act of God to keep my dick from getting hard in her presence. She was beautiful and intelligent and loved lacrosse as much as I did, possibly more.

I had to admit, I hated her workouts and wanted to question her often, but the way she commanded respect from me and my teammates was sexy as hell. I found myself thinking about her more often than not, and I yearned to know more about her.

Ever since I saw her at Lovers and Friends, she’d been avoiding me like the plague. She only spoke to me when it was absolutely necessary, and she refused to make eye contact. Her actions led me to believe she felt the electricity between us that night at the club and was doing her best to pretend it was nothing.

I was moving in slow motion because every inch of my body ached. Practice had ended, and it appeared everyone was gone. I left the locker room and slowly walked through the hallway toward the exit nearest the parking lot.

As I passed the last hallway where our coaches’ offices were, I saw a light underneath the doors. My first thought went to Aranda, and I wondered if it was her who was still in the office. I didn’t wonder too long before I decided to see for myself.

I turned down the hallway and into the main part of the office. The administrative assistant’s desk wasn’t occupied and looked like she’d been gone for a while. I strolled past until I reached Aranda’s office. The door was cracked, and I peeked inside to see her sitting at her desk, looking at her laptop screen.

“No, I’m going home. I went out with y’all last week and almost did something stupid,” she said, and I realized she was on the phone.

“But you didn’t, and what are the odds of running into him again?” a male voice said.

“I’m not taking any chances. For the next few months, my schedule will be work, coach, and home. The only time it will deviate is when we have a game.”

“That doesn’t sound like very much fun, but I guess I understand. How was practice today?”

“It was good. I’m pretty sure the whole team hates me, but it’s cool. Next week, we’ll start working on lacrosse-specific drills and skills, so I might win some of them over.”

“I know one who doesn’t hate you.”

“I kinda wish he did because I wouldn’t have to worry about accidentally slipping onto his dick.”

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