Once we were on the field, I made my way to the stands to greet my people. I got stopped by a few fans who wanted my autograph or a picture before I made it to them.
“Wassup, people?” I greeted as I stood in front of them. The barrier wasn’t that high, so I was able to lean on it.
“Hey, son,” my pops spoke first and gave me a look that only made me shake my head and laugh at his ass.
“You did good, son,” my mama smirked.
“Ma, chill,” I laughed before speaking to Lani, Janae and Ava before giving my attention to Tink.
“You good, Tink?” I asked.
She nodded.
“I’m fine, Titan,” she simpered.
“That seventeen looks good on you, baby.” I grabbed the end of her fitted jersey, causing her to blush.
“Don’t make me look bad out here. I’ll go home and burn this jersey.” She smirked.
“Watch out,” I bellowed. “I was just making sure you were good. I need to get out here and warmup before kickoff.”
“Okay, good luck.” When she said that, I stalled for a second before leaning in and kissing her lips.
“That’s all the luck I need.” I winked and headed to the field.
I knew the cameras caught that shit, but that wasn’t for them... it was for me.
***
“Titan, another big game for you and another win for the Cannons. But lately, there’s been a lot of attention surrounding your personal life. We’ve seen you out with the same woman several times now, and tonight she was sitting with yourfamily. Should we take that as confirmation that she’s someone special?” The reporter wasted no time asking about Tink... I knew she wouldn’t.
“What I will confirm is that we played a hell of a game out there tonight and it showed.” I smirked.
“So that’s all you’re willing to say about it?” She fished, looking for an answer to her question.
“Football is all I’m required to talk about... not my personal life,” I countered.
“Fair enough, but fans are curious.”
“When are they not?” I laughed.
“Is it safe to say we’ll be seeing more of her?”
I adjusted the microphone in front of me.
“It’s safe to say we’re going to get out on the field and do the same thing next week.”
Another reporter started to say something, but I noticed one headed in Tink’s direction, and I got up as quick as I could and cut him off.
“Nah, we’re not here for that,” I said as I stepped between him and Tink.
“Titan!” Sasha seethed.
“I’m good, Sash,” I said over my shoulder.
“I just wanted to ask the young lady a few questions,” he said.
“Aren’t you a sports reporter?” I asked, never moving from in front Tink. Graves had it covered, but I needed to let these muthafuckas know to find them somebody else to fucking play with.
