Flagrant Foul (gxg)

Chapter 26

So, Leah and I were officially on the UNC basketball team. It wasn't announced yet, but everything was signed. Coach Bates brought everything that we needed to become students, and we had an appointment Monday morning with an academic advisor to get registered for some classes. Friday afternoon would be our first practice, and at that point she wanted to do a surprise introduction for the team before getting us into UNC gear for photos and a press release.

It was going to be a busy day, but I was looking forward to it!

But before that, I had a date with my girlfriend. Yeah, I have a girlfriend. Am I doing a happy dance? Yes, but only when nobody is looking. Because I suck at dancing! Believe me, I've tried. But in the shower, and at night when I was laying on Leah's couch, I did a little dance.

We weren't doing much. It was going to be a quiet night. She was coming to pick me up at Leah's house, then we were going to going to play some basketball before going to her place for dinner and a movie. She had cooked every night I'd been at her bar, but tonight I wanted to cook for her. I wasn't a great cook, but I could make a few good meals, like some tasty pork chops, and I wanted to treat Leah to a night off from cooking.

But oh fuck, the whole night almost ground to a halt when she pulled up to pick me up.

First of all, she drives a black Jeep Wrangler, which is already sexy. But then she got out and I saw what she was wearing. It wasn't like she hadn't been looking good in the evenings at the bar, but she was usually in jeans and a bar tee shirt that always looked sexy on her. Today, she decided to give me a damned heart attack though. She was wearing a skimpy pair of jean shorts that left the bottoms of her cheeks on display, a white bandeau top that was tied in the back that covered next to nothing, and a pair of white high top Converse that made her look fucking adorable.

The glimpses of her skin that I'd seen before, only her arms and neck, had always been golden tan, but now it was all on display and I wanted to lick every inch of it. She had her dirty blonde hair done up in a ponytail and she knew exactly what she was doing when she bounded up to the door. She was still in great shape, even if she wasn't still playing basketball, and the thought of her running around on a basketball court looking like she did, with other people seeing this vision, made me want to just go back to her place and play basketball with a ball of paper and a trash can.

As she walked up the front door, I stepped out to meet her, pulling her into a hug and trying not to rip her clothes off. "Damn Skye, you look like a goddess!" I whispered, my voice getting caught in my throat.

"You look quite edible too," she murmured into my chest. I was only wearing basketball shorts and a sports bra that probably gave her a good view as well. I also had a bag with clothes on it so I could change after we got back to Skye's place, because I had no intention of cuddling up to my girl while I was hot and sweaty. 

"Oh, fuck! I knew I was gay for a reason!" Gee said when I let Skye into the house.

"Hey! Eyes on your own girl!" I scolded her mockingly.

"I know, I know! I just can't believe it took me this long to appreciate what was right in front of me! Women are fucking amazing!"

"Well, let me show you how much I appreciate you when they're gone," Leah purred as she hugged Gee from behind while nuzzling her neck and making Gee squeal happily.

"Are you ready to go?" Skye asked me while my eyes were trying to figure out how to pop out of my head to caress her.

"Yeah, let's go." We both said our goodbyes to Leah and Gee, and then headed out to the Jeep.

She had the top on the jeep down as we drove westward back towards the bar. Her hair was streaming out behind her, as though trying to escape the ponytail, and she had some dark aviator glasses that made her look as though she'd be just as home on the beach back home in Florida.