“No, no, no,” she says burrowing deeper into my neck.
“Alright, how about some cartoons and this bottle.”
“No, no, no,” she says again. That’s pretty much all she says.
“Alrighty.” I say, putting her down on my bed. She takes her bottle.
“Ba.” Her cute little baby voice gets me right in the feels.
“That’s right Bri-baby. Some soothing milk for my favorite girl,” I say turning the tv on. I put a Disney movie on, but she’s already out. Her little snores are adorable. I watch the movie I cued up for her, even though I’ve seen it a million times. God, I need to get a life.
Just as I am about to drift off my phone dings. Looking at it, I see that I have a match on Let’s Try Love. I read over the profile and instantly I know who it is.
Holy shit. It’s the Tennessee Goliaths quarterback, Hayden Weston. I’d know that man anywhere. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. Despite being a super fan of the team, I’ve never met him. How the hell will I be able to keep my cool? As I swipe right, this feels like the biggest thing I’ve ever done.
Is this real life?
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Hayden Weston
Staring at the bottom of another empty bottle of Jack, I do something I never thought I would. The Let’s Try Love dating app was recommended to me by a teammate and now I find myself filling out the lengthy questionnaire. I am tired of meeting women who want to date me based on what I can give them.
As the quarterback for the Tennessee Goliaths, I have met my fair share of crazy fans. I have never been nor will I ever be interested in women like that. I think the last date I went on was my sophomore year in college and it ended in disaster. At twenty-eight, I am ready to start a family. I am tired of being alone and as arrogant as it sounds, it’s hard to meet someone genuine when you are famous.
As soon as I finish the questions, I submit it. Within seconds I have a match. Looking over her profile, I am entranced by her beauty. Her green eyes call to me even in the picture. I swipe right, but I can’t stop staring at the picture. She messages me almost immediately.
TenneseeLuv Hi. I’ve never done this before.
SavageQB Me either.
TennesseeLuv So what should we do?
SavageQB How about drinks tonight?
TennesseeLuv Where should I meet you?
There are several places I could suggest, but most of the bars in Nashville are tourist traps owned by musicians and sports players, so I suggest a dive bar out in Henderson.
SavageQB Do you know Tandem in Henderson?
TennesseeLuv Yes. Perfect; 8?
SavageQB See you then.
As a football player, I get hit on wherever I go, but I am not interested in easy pussy. I want what my parents and my grandparents have. I want to find the one woman who is meant for me and love her until I draw my last breath. Groupies who fuck their way through entire teams is not what I am looking for at all.
I am not saying I saved myself for marriage, but I want my wife to know that there was never anyone before her and there won’t be anyone after her. Is it so terrible to want that? I get shit for it from my teammates, but some of them are on their third wives, so forgive me for not taking anything they say to heart.
Somehow, we manage to chat on and off throughout the day. We talk about everything. I am surprised by how much we have in common. I am intrigued when she doesn’t say much about the fact that I play football. I feel like I’ve known her forever and I’ve not yet met her. She is the most interesting woman.
Before I know it, it’s time to meet her for a drink. I have never been this excited about something before, including our super bowl trip last year. We didn’t win, but I feel like this going to be even bigger than that.
After a quick shower, I grab my keys and head out. I decide to take my 2019 Bentley Bentayga. The SUV gets excellent gas mileage. It was extravagant purchase. I’ve been playing professional football for seven years and other than paying off my parent’s mortgage, on their house in Chattanooga, I haven’t bought much. Just necessities. I felt like I deserved this car. I have two other, less expensive cars, but this one is my favorite. It takes me about twenty minutes to get to the bar, looking around for her, I see her sitting at the bar. Her tight black dress and knee-high boots make me want to fuck her right here. My cock is hard and I haven’t even spoken to her yet.