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“Oh my God!” Victoria squeals. “Congratulations!” She rushes toward me for a hug, and while we’ve hung out a few times, I didn’t realize we were that close.
But I guess we are.
I was quickly accepted into this group as the coach’s daughter, and then as a contracted employee with the charities division. But it looks like my role here is about to shift to a WAG—which means wives and girlfriends of players—and Victoria is the first to welcome me into that inner circle.
Victoria and I squeal for a bit, and she offers me a shoulder to cry on for everything pregnancy-related—something I could really use from a friend since none of my close friends have been through it yet.
I thought I was too different from a lot of these women when I first met them to become friends with them. I think there’s some things that might bond us together yet.
“Congrats, you two. Come on, Hartley,” Travis says as he grabs his wife's ass.
She rolls her eyes playfully, and they say a hurried goodbye as they take off.
I move to start heading inside, but Asher stops me with his hand on my arm. “Where do you think you're going?”
“Inside?” I say as more of a question than an answer.
“I want to take you somewhere. Or, rather, I guess I want you to take me somewhere since you drove.”
“Where are you taking me?” I ask.
“You'll see.” He shoots me a sly look, and while I've never really been one for surprises, I have to admit, he's got me curious.
He tells me where to turn, navigating me to whatever destination he has in mind through the dark streets of Vegas at night. We pull into a neighborhood, and he directs me to pull into a driveway.
The house is dark, so it’s not like he’s taking me here for some party or something. “Where are we?” I ask. “Is this some secret sex club?”
He laughs. “No.” He gets out of the car and starts walking toward the front door, where he types in a code and opens the door.
“Asher, what the hell are you doing? Are we allowed to be in here?” There’s a slight hint of panic in my voice. Why is he taking me to some deserted house at night?
“It’s fine,” he says gently, and he walks inside and holds his hand out to me.
I wonder exactly how drunk he is as he walks into someone else's house. He flips on some lights, and I find that the house is totally empty. No furniture in the rooms, no pictures on the walls. It looks like a brand-new home that no one's ever lived in.
He holds up both hands to indicate the house around us. “Well, what do you think?”
I twist my lips and shrug. “I think maybe you've lost your mind or had too much whiskey.”
“Neither of those.” He walks further into the house as he waits for me to figure out what the hell he's doing. “Follow me.” He starts on a path to another room. I find myself in the kitchen that looks like it stepped right out of a gourmet magazine. He flips on the outdoor lights, and we peek into a beautiful desert oasis complete with a pool and plenty of shade structures around a built-in barbecue.
We look into the family room and a guest bedroom on the first floor along with two office spaces before he starts climbing the stairs.
“Asher, what are we doing here?”
“You'll see,” he says.
We walk into a primary suite that's three times the size of my rather luxurious bedroom back in San Diego, and I think I’m starting to figure out what we’re doing here, but I don’t want to make any assumptions.
He leads me through the bedroom and out onto a balcony. The view is absolutely breathtaking as I see the Complex and the entirety of the Vegas Strip from here. It's distant enough that we can't hear the sounds but close enough that we can see the lights that indicate the excitement and action in the distance.
I set my hands on the railing as I look out over the view, and I feel him as he moves in behind me. He sets his hands on the railing on either side of mine, and his lips move to my neck. Thrill races down my spine at his proximity, and I feel his hard cock as he settles in behind me.
His lips move to my ear. “Hell of a view, isn’t it?”
“It’s lovely, but you still haven’t told me why we’re here.”
His hands move from the railing, and he wraps his arms around me, his hands moving to my stomach. “When I first walked into this house, I thought it was way too big. It is. It’s ridiculous. But I kept thinking about this place. It’s so close to the Complex. It’s close to your parents. It’s close to the airport.It’s big enough to grow. It has a pool where I can watch you skinny dip, and it’s got this balcony where I can bend you over the railing and fuck you until you can’t see straight.”
