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Bobby was now in the loop, and unbelievably enough, he was incredibly supportive. He encouraged me to leave early on a couple of nights that Levi had off, and on Friday, he once again made sure the gym was empty by the time Levi got there.
“Thank God this place doesn't have cameras,”he huffed as he slid me the key that night. I stayed quiet but laughed to myself at how many times I thought that same thing.
Bobby had decided to spend the money that Levi gave him to redo the ring and make it worthy of the kind of fights he hoped to host in the future now that Sisco had made a name for himself and the gym.
All I could think about was how much I couldn't wait to christen the new mats with Levi once they were installed. Hell, sex with Levi was just about all I thought about anymore. Maybe because it was still new, or maybe because for the first time in my life, sex was more than pleasure, it was love.
I loved Levi so damn much and with the support of my mom, and even Jesse, I knew loving him was the right thing to do. My dad had died a long time ago, and she never remarried, much less dated. But she had that sparkle in her eye that told me she had found love, believed in it, and was happy I had found it.
Levi and I agreed to keep things a secret for a while. In fact, we both insisted. But when it came to Richard, he wanted me to trust him and let him handle it. I had no plan but to keep avoiding Richard at all costs, so I gave Levi the lead on whatever he wanted to do.
I trusted him.
It was finally game day again and I was feeling rested after being away from the field for two weeks. I met with my fellow officials like I always did but instead of being anxious and worried about where Levi was and what would become of the day, I allowed myself to feel relief that I knew he was there.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I reached into my black uniform slacks to pull it out and check my messages.
If you see my hands in front of my crotch, just know I am hiding how hard you make my dick when I see you in that uniform.
I smiled and glanced his way, trying not to look too obvious. When I saw him, his eyes focused on his team, yelling every so often to a player, with his fingers interlocked in front of his pants.
I shook my head and looked around the stadium, trying to throw anyone that had been watching off the obvious scent that I was looking at Coach Peyton. But I did take a minute to text him back.
Thank goodness my pants are black, since they're the only thing hiding how wet I am for you.
No panties?
Too much trouble for the post-game interview I have planned.
Fuck, I have to take a cold shower.
I looked up to see him jogging off the field toward the corridor before his team was set to leave the field. Was he really headed to a shower?
If I knew him, probably. I just wished so bad that I could join him.
“How are ya?” I heard Richard ask behind me.
I turned around and noticed he was talking to the entire officiating crew, but his eyes were zeroed in on me.
“Good,” I faked a smile. Things were never good when he was around.
“Can I talk to you for a minute, Ms. Wright?” He asked. The other officials looked confused, but they nodded goodbye as Richard walked a few paces away for privacy. I followed him, but I didn’t want to, and even though I knew Levi had left the field, I still looked around for him like he could save me.
“How was your weekend off?”
“Good,” I said again, as if it was all I knew how to say.
“Coach Peyton told me you two had a chat.”
My eyes widened, because Levi told me to trust him, but I didn't actually know what was said or what to do. So, I chose to nod, neither confirming nor denying, just showing him I was listening.
“I trust you know what is at stake now.”
With that, he walked away casually, sliding his hands into his overpriced suit pants. I started looking around for Levi, but he was still in the locker room. The team started making their way down there too, so I knew Levi would put his phone up for the rest of the game.
Still, I tried to text him.
Richard told me you two chatted, but I have no idea what that meant. Just that I apparently know what is at stake now. I trust you, but I should know what I am up against. What does he know?
