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Ari’s body started shaking with laughter, and a moment later, I was giggling too…I felt a bit high at the moment. Well aware that maybe laughter wasn’t the best fit for the career suicide I most likely had just accomplished.
Ari slid out of me and I whimpered. “I know, baby. Me too,” he breathed, like he missed our connection as well.
He helped me off his lap and my legs felt weak as I unsteadily walked over to the makeup counter and grabbed some wipes to clean myself up. Glancing in the mirror, my makeup was a bit smudged, my curls were looser, and there was a flush to my whole body.
And like Ari’s cum had magical properties…I’d never felt hotter.
We walked out of the dressing room hand in hand, staff giving us knowing looks.
“Ready?” Élise asked exasperatedly when we came into view.
“Ready, Freddie,” Ari quipped back as we stepped onto the set.
Élise shook her head and started to bark directions at us. But it was a funny thing…the longer the shoot went on, the more excited she became.
“Yes! Just like that. Blake, that’s perfect,” she shouted at one point, and Ari gave me a knowing, “I told you so” look.
For the rest of the shoot, I was more relaxed than I’d ever been.
And for the rest of the day, I managed to feel something I hadn’t on every other day of my life.
I felt perfect.
CHAPTER14
ARI
This fucking sucked. All my careful planning to make sure Blake and I were always together…and mother fucking nature had screwed it all up. What a bitch.
Blake had been scheduled to fly out after her shift, and then the storm of the century had rocked La La Land, grounding all flights...even the private flight I’d had scheduled for her. I was going crazy, checking the fucking app every five seconds to make sure she was still at her house.
What if fucking Clark showed up? What if he or some other guy tried to take her away? All that beauty. All that perfection. Her. How could they not?
I Facetimed her for the millionth time, just needing to check. She was alone. She was safe. She was still mine.
Sharp relief sliced through my veins when her exquisite face popped up on my screen. Blake was lying on her bed, the soft glow of the television reflected on her features. I kissed the phone and she giggled, that melodic little sound that she rarely graced me with.
“Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for your game?” she murmured, shifting, and fuck…she was wearing my jersey in bed.
I groaned and grabbed the front of my pants because now was not the time for Little Ari to make an appearance.
I couldn’t hit people with a hard on.
They might fall in love with me.
“Ari?” Blake said gently, and I sighed, because being away from her was making me feel sick.
“I miss you,” I murmured sullenly, and she blushed, like it was unexpected I would say that.
Fuck, I must not be doing a good enough job of proving to this girl, I’m gone for her. Destroyed. Forever changed.
“I miss you too. Go out there and kick some ass and come back to me,” she ordered, and I nodded my head, determined.
“You’re going to watch, right?” I asked anxiously.
She flipped the view around so I could see her television was tuned to the pregame show.
“That’s my girl,” I grinned, right as Coach came in, his eyes like a laser missile on my phone. “Damnit, I’ve got to go. I—,” I caught myself right before I said I love you because fuck, I couldn’t say it when I wasn’t there to catch her if it scared her and she tried to run. I sighed and blew her a kiss before I hung up.
