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It’s THE GAME.
It’s every rap song about owning one shot, capturing one moment. That song plays in my head on a loop—the proud burden pounding through every cell in my body.
Because if we lose, it won’t be blamed on missed blocks or mistakes or holding penalties. And it won’t be about our completions or our offense or defense.
It’ll be blamed on me. It’ll be blamed on Colt. It’ll be blamed on our love. On everyone like us.
But if we win?
We’ll change “America’s game” forever.
I can only imagine what’s being posted online—what fans, haters, and commentators are saying about me, Colt, and Blair.
We agreed that I’d reveal our relationship since I was the last to speak. I’d never out them without their permission.
Besides, who are we in love with?
Blair had a T-shirt made. She’s wearing it right now. It’s Atlanta’s colors. It’s white with a black infinity symbol proudly circling her breasts with BEAU and COLT in red over each.
Our woman’s so cute. She’s proud and shameless. That beautiful woman will put our love in your face until you feel it, too.
And you’re welcome.
Love like ours feels amazing.
Cameras keep cutting to her, cheering in the box suite with my family. We told them months ago. They’re in full support of us. Blair’s sister and father are here, too, along with Ruby, Zar, and Nick. Lots of our friends are here. We only surround ourselves with the people who love us.
Stretching my right shoulder, tugging it tight across my chest, the tension burns as I search across the locker room and find the other half of my heart, my other love, with his nose down.
Colt’s on his phone.
Usually, we put them away during a game. We need to stay focused.
Yep, no distractions.
But then, as if he senses me, Colt looks up and shakes his phone like, “Check yours.”
So I turn, digging through the front pocket of my backpack. I swipe my screen to our group text: Blair, Colt, and me.
KITTEN
New Rule: White football pants must be worn at home. You’re making my ovaries explode
COLT
New Rule: Black latex must be worn in bed. It makes my dick explode
KITTEN
New Rule: We wear it but don’t sleep in it. Talk about boiling in man-soup all night
I know what they’re doing, and it works. I relax, laugh, and chime in.
New Rule: We win and get matching tattoos of blue cocks
KITTEN
I worship your blue veined throbbers but I’m not erecting them on my skin
