“I could die right now and be a happy woman. I don’t know about you, but I’m famished. I know for a fact that they have this surf and turf dinner for two on special. Why don’t you give them a call? I’m a little tied up at the moment.” I raised my hands with the handcuffs still on my wrist. “Are you ever going to get the key and unlock me, or am I forever supposed to be your sex prisoner.” He smiled with this naughty little grin. He did call down to room service for the required specials.
We lay there together in a post orgasmic glow and then there was that telltale knocking on the door. He leaped off the bed and went over to the door to fling it open. I tried to cover myself, but it was very difficult with my hands immobilized like they were. I managed to pull the sheet up far enough. The bellboy didn’t see too much of my considerable charms.
“I’m going to give you this $20.00 tip young man, I want you to look at this woman and see the beauty that I see. She is a rare creature. I can never guess what’s on her mind, but I know she loves me with all of her heart. I’ve been getting closer to saying it, but I want you to be here to witness my declaration. I do love her and I would never let anything happen to her. She is all mine and no other man is ever going to touch her again.” The kid couldn’t have been more than 18 years old. He couldn’t take his eyes off my breasts. “I hate to do this to you, but I’m afraid that I’m going to have to ask you to leave in your current condition.” The bulge in his pants was very flattering.”
He escorted him out of the room. He closed the door and gave me a look that said tonight had only begun. He continued to rise to the challenge three more times, until we were too exhausted to move. Thankfully, the steak and the lobster were good enough to keep us going. The champagne tickled my nose. I was not much for drinking. In the morning, we knew that our time together was just beginning.
A few weeks later and there was a considerable baby bump, but I was hiding it in the best way that I could. The season had just ended and we had gathered my father and Allison into the same room.
“I don’t know what this is all about, but I’m getting this queasy feeling in my gizzard.” My father was always one step ahead of me, but this time he had no idea what was coming. “I don’t like that look. I hope nobody is dying.” If that was his main concern, then this might be something that would take the sting out of the blow.
“My woman’s intuition is telling me something, but I’m not sure I believe it.” Allison was at the edge of her seat with that white and black dress sliding along with her. “I know that I’m not gonna like this and I know your father is going to have kittens.” My father was a little stunned with confusion. He was looking at his beloved Allison and then back at his daughter for some kind of answer that would make sense.
“I just want to tell you that your daughter and I have been getting to know each other. I have nothing, but respect for her. I know this is going to take a bit of getting used to, but we are seeing each other. She’s having my baby and in front of both of you I intend to ask her to marry me.” My father was clutching his chest, as Anthony got down on one knee and gave me a ring with a lot of sparkle on it. He slipped it down my finger while Allison was fanning my father before he could collapse.
“I knew it. I fucking knew it.” Allison had never said any kind of profanity and to hear her right now only showed me how serious the situation was. “I hope the both of you know what you’re doing. I wish that I could stop this, but I know you both are adults and can make your own decisions.” My father was in no condition for a moment, but that wasn’t going to last long. “I’m sure in time we can make peace with this, but we are going to need some distance.” That was when Anthony told them of the contract with the Vikings and that we were leaving today.
My father pleaded with me to stop this nonsense, but I was blinded by love. He tried to bribe me and Allison threatened to disallow Anthony’s inheritance. Nothing was going to work. We only had eyes for one another. They could kick and scream all they wanted, but in the end this was going to happen. They didn’t have to like it, but they were going to have to live with it.
In the end it was our lives and we had decided to live it together. We left them stupefied and we drove out of town with his contract, the team, the baby and a new home waiting for us. This was not the end, but only the beginning.
HIS PREGNANT BRIDE
Chapter one
Josie was in the stands and she saw her favorite player doing what he always did. He was cool, as a cucumber and moved on that ice like that of somebody that was born with a stick in his hand. She believed herself to be the loudest of them all. She found herself against the glass pounding on it with her fist and yelling for blood.
To those that saw her on the outside world would swear that she was not capable of the profanity that was coming from her mouth. She looked innocent and had the 5’2 frame to give that impression. She had a little bit more curves than the average woman. She never shied away from being who she was and never allowed any bully to get the upper hand growing up. She was tenacious and she was taught by her parents to be independent and self sure. She’d always had weight issues, but she believed that what was on the inside was a whole lot better than what was on the outside.
“Josie, you are embarrassing me. I should’ve realized that you had an ulterior motive for coming with me to one of these games. You’ve never been one to take a more docile role.” Jackson was her best friend. They may have been an item for about 5 minutes, but that had turned into a real and lasting friendship. There were times that they turned to each other physically, but those times were rare and fleeting. “Stop doing that, or they’re going to come over here and tell us to leave.” Jackson had never seen this side of his friend. She was bloodthirsty and calling the referee every name in the book.
“I don’t care and it’s not fair that they should treat him like that. He’s only doing what the team needs him to do.” She was always a closet hockey fan, until that one day that her father took her to a game a couple of months ago. When she saw Payton, she couldn’t believe that he was really here in her hometown. She had no idea that she would see him after all these years. He was the product of her fantasy life from the moment that he had entered into the amateur ranks. Unbeknownst to her father and her friends, she had become smitten in a way that didn’t seem possible. Any time that she saw somebody that remotely looked like him; she would make it a point to sidle up and begin a flirtation that would end promptly with both of them naked and sweaty in the sheets.
“I don’t know why you are getting, so hot under the collar. It’s not like you can change anything by screaming and yelling at the referee. They have a thicker skin than that. They have to with fans that are diehard like you.” Jackson had always known that his friend was into hockey, but he was starting to realize that it wasn’t the sport that had garnered her attention. This one player had gotten underneath her skin and maybe there was something that he could do about that. “If you settle down for the rest of the game, I might be able to get you into an after party.”
Josie turned to Jackson to make sure that he was telling the truth and not just telling her something to get her to quiet down. “You better not be joking with me, Jackson. I would do practically anything to meet him in person.” The notches on her belt consisted of those that had similar qualities that Payton had. The same dirty blond hair and charismatic eye, not to mention the kind of body that she would gladly expose one piece at a time with first her eyes and then her hands was hard to resist.
“I have my ways and let’s just say that being a part of a radio station has its perks. If I knew that you were this much into hockey, I probably would have gotten you tickets long before now. I can’t lie to you, Josie. I’ve known that you’ve been interested in hockey for some time. I came down the stairs one night after we had just had one of the best marathon sex sessions and found you glued to the screen. You didn’t even know that I was there and I don’t think that you blinked the entire time that the game was on. I was going to confront you, but I thought that it was something private that you wanted to keep to yourself.” He saw the look of pure lust in Josie’s eyes and her body was literally jumping up and down with enthusiasm.
Josie had on a jersey from the San Jose sharks with Payton’s number scrawled on the back. It hung on her body loosely, but she had tied it at the waist to make it look more provocative. There was even one time that Payton went by the glass and she could swear that he had his eye on her. It could’ve been just wishful thinking. She believed in her heart that one day they would find their way into each other’s arms.
“I hope that you don’t disappoint me, Jackson.” If Jackson had taken a close look at Payton, he would have realized that the only reason why Josie had given him those 5 minutes was because of his familiar look. The only big difference was that Jackson was maybe 150 pounds, where Payton was wearing his 220 pound frame like that of the bruiser that he was supposed to be on the ice. “I will never forgive you, if you tease me like this and then leave me wanting.” She went back to watching the game, having no idea that Payton had indeed saw her in more than a friendly way.