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No one in my family had been particularly into sports, neither watching nor playing, and I had grown up without very much of it in my life. It didn’t bother me that we were seeing a game, only that I had little experience or understanding of the sport.
On top of that concern, it wouldn’t just be the four of us from what I understood of the conversation. We had some kind of large box area, and others were invited to join us. From what I could determine from Sarai talking about whom she hoped to see and talk to, it also sounded like more people would come and go and might stop in to talk to us.
It was that part I worried most about. Knowing that all sorts of people were going to come in and want to talk to my companions and that not all of them were likely to be as friendly.
From the way Sarai talked about it, it appeared that this was the sort of thing she loved most. She loved people and didn’t seem to care what any of them actually thought about her or the way she looked. I envied her and the easy way she lived life.
I was wearing the fanciest of the four outfits Lukas had bought for me. At his request. I didn’t feel entirely comfortable in it, but I knew I at least looked better than I had previously. This dress was at least one of the brand names that all these rich people appeared to give weight to.
As we finished breakfast, our companions excused themselves to get what they needed for the day, and I was alone with Lukas again. He immediately reached over and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear before shifting closer to me.
“How are you feeling today?” he asked.
I considered the question carefully, noticing the light in his eyes. This wasn’t the sort of question he meant lightly or innocently. He was asking to get a proper assessment of what I felt like and to know what needed to be done to take care of me.
“I’m a little nervous, but less so than I was Friday morning. I’m not crying in a heap, at least.” I hoped it was the sort of answer he was after.
“Do you feel like crying?” he asked, studying me to try and figure it out one way or another.
I shook my head. “I am on edge, but not in a way that I think will show too much. Of course, if there are people who are horrible there, I might…struggle.”
“If anyone is mean to you or makes you feel less than the beautiful woman you are, let me know. I’ll have them removed from our box. And I mean it. That’s something I can do. I don’t care how offended anyone might get, either. You’re with me, and the only people welcome around me are people who don’t hurt you.”
The passion that Lukas spoke with made me believe that he was being entirely sincere. He would tell anyone to get lost to protect me from being hurt.
“That definitely helps.” I smiled up at him, not sure I could believe my luck at being with him. He was so kind sometimes.
“Good. Now…one more thing.” He smirked and pulled me in even closer, bringing his mouth to my ear. “I think we should have a little more fun with those new toys, don’t you?”
I frowned, not sure how to respond. I had enjoyed an evening with them, and it had been a fun experiment, but it had also kept me on edge in a different way. I both wanted the distraction today and didn’t. Every time I thought about putting them back inside me, I considered how long the event was and how easily I might be able to remove them.
When I knew I was only going to be dinner, and it was likely I wouldn’t be far from a restroom or even the hotel room, I had been brave enough to use it. Now that I knew how effective they were and didn’t know how easy it would be to remove them and stash them somewhere, I didn’t know what I wanted to do.
The dress I was wearing didn’t have any pockets, and while I had a clutch purse, it wasn’t big enough for me to shove the balls in. So if I put them in, there would be no easy way to remove them and keep them safe.
If I did this, I would be wearing them for almost all of the day. And that was a lot to handle. I wasn’t sure I could do that.
“Will you do this again today? If I make the same promise as last time?” He pulled the small bag out of his pocket and pressed it into my hand right there in the restaurant.
I paled, but he pulled back before I could say yes or no. Almost immediately, someone called his name, surprise in their voice.
Lukas and I both looked up to see a man coming over to us, weaving his way through the tables.
“You should go to the bathroom now,” Lukas whispered before getting up and heading toward the newcomer. I was left sitting at our table by myself for a few seconds, not sure I could hide the object in my hand and make it to the bathroom.
I watched Lukas as he greeted the man warmly and ignored me. There would be only a short while before I would be expected to be social again, and I had to make up my mind whether to do as he’d asked me or not.
And if I didn’t do as he asked me, I had to figure out what to do with the small bag he’d shoved into my hand. It wasn’t as if I could give it back to Lukas while he was talking to other people. And I couldn’t carry it around all day.
There was only one solution. After glancing around at the other patrons in the restaurant, I tried to figure out if anyone would notice. Everyone appeared to be deep in their conversations, and I was worried that any second, Lukas would draw attention to me again.
Almost shaking with fear, I got up and hurried to the nearest restroom. I didn’t meet anyone’s eyes as I went, not wanting anyone to notice me or what I was doing. I was sure that my cheeks were bright red and my hands were shaking, but I had to keep going.
By the time I reached the restroom and could lock myself in a stall, I was barely breathing, each step difficult to take. Thankfully, there was no one else in there and I could hide and calm down. As I took several deep, slow breaths, I opened my hand and stared at the small bag resting on my palm.
They weren’t large, and it was almost comical that something so small could have such an impact, but I felt them both emotionally and when they were inside me.
It took me several more minutes to screw up the courage to use them and do as Lukas had asked, but I managed it, and I tucked the rolled-up empty pouch into my hand again, hoping it wouldn’t be obvious I was carrying anything. I was going to have to pass it back to Lukas without anyone noticing.
