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By:M.E. Carter


My eyes widened and my jaw dropped open. She rolled over on her stomach waving her feet in the air and letting her hair drape around her shoulders in front of her.

“You don’t mind if I spend the night, do you?” she flirted.

I just shook my head, my eyes and jaw still stuck in the open position.

She smirked at me while she bit her lip.

“N-n-no, that’s fine,” I said. “Um . . . ,” I started, finally getting my wits about me. “I gotta go.”

With that, I turned quickly and walked out the door, closing it behind me. I couldn’t be sure, but I swear I heard her laughing through the door. I’m glad she found her seduction funny. Because it would be another cold shower for me tonight. And I highly doubted it would give me any relief.





“Incoming call from Sara.”

I was on my way home after practice when the hands-free system alerted me of the call. The further we got into the season, the less intense practices were. We did a lot of drills and ran through a bunch of plays. But it wasn’t the same hard-core practice we had done back in August. We had more than found our groove at this point and risking a serious injury wasn’t worth it anymore.

I pressed the hands-free button to answer the call. “Hey, beautiful!” I said. “How is New York treating you?”

“Hey, sexy,” she answered in her sultry voice. One of Sara’s best features was her voice. It didn’t hurt to sound like that when you were trying to make it in Hollywood. While she hadn’t had a huge break on the big screen yet, she did alright playing supporting characters. And she was highly sought after for voiceover work, so she did just fine. “New York is full of just as many voluptuous women with low standards as always. New York has missed you. So have I.”

“I’ve missed you, too, baby doll,” I said with a grin. “We’re playing the Giants, uh, next month I think. I was gonna call you before we got in. See if you wanted to hook up.”

“It’s funny you should say that,” she responded. “I’ve been looking at your schedule and it appears kick-off is at one. I have a movie premiere that night at eight. Think you could stick around overnight and go with me?”

“You have a premiere? That’s great! Big part?”

“It’s still a supporting role,” she said with excitement. “But Jay, it was so much bigger than American Ambiance was! The cast has bigger names and the role was of the best friend. It was the biggest on-screen part I’ve ever done! I’m really excited and nervous. I need you there holding my hand!”

I was genuinely excited for her. “That’s so great, Sara! Didn’t I tell you it would come? You are too talented and too sexy to not be a huge star!”

“Aw, Jay. You’re too sweet to me.”

“I’m just telling you the truth, darling,” I said. “I don’t see why going to the premiere would be a problem. Can you have your publicist call mine and coordinate everything? You know I’ll forget by then.”

She chuckled huskily. “I know. I’ve already put my publicist on standby. I wanted to clear it with you first, but yes, I know you will forget. You always seem to forget about me when you’re not here.”

“That’s not true,” I argued. “You still come up in conversation with Deuce.”

She snorted. “That’s because Deuce is a giant perv who still wants to get in my pants.”

“No, Deuce is a married man who is whipped now with a baby on the way.”

“No!” she said. “That’s so great! Tell him I said congratulations!”

“I will.”

“I know you are super busy, so I won’t keep you,” she said, “but Jason, don’t you dare reserve a hotel room for that night in New York. You are all mine when you come here. And don’t you forget it!”

“Yes, ma’am,” I agreed. Sara was certainly a bossy little thing. But we understood each other. That’s why our relationship had lasted as long as it had.

“Ok, well I have a zillion things to do now so I’ll see you next month.”

“Looking forward to it, baby cakes,” I said with a smile.

“See ya later, sexy,” she said and hung up with me still smiling and looking forward to spending some time with her in the Big Apple.





The night of the gala, I rented a limo. Not one of those tacky prom limos. But a really nice sleek black limo with comfortable leather seating and some champagne in the back. I knew this was gonna be a night to remember and I wanted it to be as special as it could be for Addison.

I was decked out in my tux. I owned it, but got an updated cumber bun and tie when some stylist Adam hired informed me that mine was out of style. I had no idea any part of a tux went out of style, but I just rolled with it.