Warning Track

by Meghan Quinn

  Swallowing hard, Parker reached out to her and said, “I…I don’t even know, fuck, Mo. You look so damn beautiful.”

  She smiled even brighter as she said, “Thank you. I was hoping you were going to like this dress. Thank you for letting me go shopping by myself this morning and for lending me your credit card,” Margo added shyly.

  “Any time, especially if you buy things like this.” Parker spun her around and took in every angle of her body. “Yeah, I’m going to have a hard time keeping my eager cock down the whole night because I’m not going to lie, my dick wants a playdate with you.”

  Margo raised an eyebrow up at him and said, “You can be so damn corny sometimes, do you know that?”

  “You love it.” Parker pulled her in close and kissed her on the nose, trying not to disturb the makeup she’d just finished putting on.

  She pulled away and looked at him. He was wearing a black tailored suit with a black shirt and black tie. “You look so mysterious and handsome.” She pulled on his tie and brought him closer to lightly kiss him on the lips. “Mmm,” she murmured as she pulled away. “I’ll be taking advantage of those lips of yours later.”

  “You fucking better because I’m going to need to bury myself so deep inside you, my dick will be coming out of your nose.”

  Margo laughed and said, “Nice try, Kirbs, but the alpha male talk doesn’t suit you.”

  “What? I thought that was pretty hot.”

  “Really? Because you just pretty much stated that your dick is small enough to come out of my nose. Doesn’t seem very hot to me.”

  Parker thought about it for a second and then shook his head. “Damn, I need to think these things through.”

  As they walked toward the door to leave, Margo said, “Maybe next time you can say I’m going to bury myself so deep in your pussy that you’ll be sucking on my cock as I fuck you in that sweet cunt of yours.”

  Parker stopped in his tracks and gawked at his girl, who was now sporting a shit-eating grin. “Jesus, where the hell did you get such a dirty mouth?”

  “The lacrosse house,” Margo replied, referring back to her outlandish college days.

  Parker groaned and said, “Don’t remind me. I want to bash every one of those asshole’s heads into a brick wall for even looking at you.”

  They took a cab to the stadium where the party was held. The Braves had their Christmas party every year at the stadium on the right field patio. The space could accommodate up to five hundred guests and they used every inch of it, at least according to the other players. Brady’s wife was in charge of planning this year’s event and Parker had heard nothing but good things about the upcoming party. Parker couldn’t be more excited, especially since Margo was in his arms, accompanying him.

  As they arrived at the stadium, they were escorted up to the right field patio where big bubbled string lights were hanging everywhere, lighting up the dark stadium, white drapes hung all around the area, blocking out the vending kiosks and baseball motifs that didn’t necessarily go with the black tie affair. There were trees that were frosted over, giving off a wintery wonderland type feel in the middle of Atlanta. It was spectacular. Open fire pits and tall heaters flanked the area, giving off a cozy feeling and keeping the chilly night air at a reasonable temperature.

  “It’s so pretty,” Margo whispered, as she took everything in.

  Parker smiled at the way Margo ooed and ahhed about the decorations, the other guests’ party attire, and the way the lights glistened against the dark night sky.

  “Thank you for coming with me, it means a lot,” Parker said, as he whispered into Margo’s ear as they approached the bar.

  Margo turned and placed her hands on Parker’s chest. She looked up at him as if he was the only man within a ten-mile radius; he would never get tired of the way she looked at him.

  “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I’m so glad you asked me to come with you. This is like a dream. It’s not every day a girl gets to go to a Christmas party at a major league stadium.”

  Parker was about to answer when he was pushed to the side, followed by some laughter.

  “You might want to hit up the weight room, Kirby, if you’re going to float around like a damn feather when I just tap you.” Brady stood with his pregnant wife right next to him, grinning like a fool.

  “Don’t listen to him, Parker,” Jane said, “You’re still a baby, you have time to make your way up the ladder in weight lifting. It’s okay that you only lift the bar still.”

  Margo snorted next to Parker at Jane’s comment. Since Margo played division one softball in college, she went through a vigorous strength training program and could bench two bars weight at the same time, she was that good. So, for Jane to pull Parker’s leg, made him look like a real wuss.

  “What kind of lies are you feeding this woman?” Parker asked, while wrapping his arm around Margo and pulling her in.

  “The only thing I’ve been feeding her lately is my dick, isn’t that right…” Brady wasn’t able to finish because Jane whacked him in the stomach.

  “Don’t be that guy,” she said while scolding him. “You want our daughter’s husband talking to her like that one day?”

  Brady straightened up and said, “Our daughter is going to be a nun, so I won’t have to worry about that.”

  “If she’s your daughter, she’ll be anything but a nun,” Parker commented.

  Brady flashed a grin and then nodded toward Margo. “How much is this sorry excuse for a man paying you to act like his girlfriend? You could do so much better.”

  “Brady Matthews! No more drinks for you,” Jane once again scolded. “I’m sorry for my husband’s rude behavior. Apparently, he can’t let go of the fact that Parker is a rookie for one night. I’m Jane and this is Brady.” Jane held out her hand as Margo took it in hers.

  “I’m Margo and I completely understand that temptation to rag on him. I bust his balls every day about his girly ways and barely-there muscles. The man gets a lot of comments on his ballet dancer-type figure.”

  Brady’s head flew back as he bellowed with laughter. “I like this girl, Kirby. She seems like a keeper.”

  Parker bent down and whispered in Margo’s ear, “Barely-there muscles? Ballet dancer? Your mouth is going to get washed out with my dick later for those comments.”

  Margo smiled up at him and whispered back, “Now that’s some dirty talk.”

  “They’re so cute together,” Jane cooed as she pressed her hand against her bulging stomach.

  Brady rolled his eyes and said, “Alright, let’s not get all sappy. Parker has a girl, good for him. Let’s move on before you start cradling him and stroking his hair.”

  Motioning to Jane’s belly, Parker asked, “Before you guys take off, how is the little one?”

  “Wonderful,” Brady beamed. “Kicking around like a maniac and raising hell.”

  Jane rubbed her belly and said, “Well, she’s been a bit quiet today, not much kicking, she must be tired. But usually she treats my bladder like her own personal kicking bag.”

  “When are you due?” Margo asked.

  “March. Right in the middle of spring training.”

  “Jane will be coming with me to spring training, because hell if we’re going to be away from each other while my baby girl is being born. And Deek can suck his own cock if he thinks I’m not going to have my cell phone with me at all times,” Brady said, referring to their manager.

  “Good luck with that,” Parker laughed.

  “Come on,” Jane said, while pulling on Brady’s arm. “Let’s hit up the food buffet, I’m starving.”

  “Oh Jane,” Margo called out. “The place looks amazing, so pretty.”

  Jane smiled and said, “Thank you. We worked very hard.” Then she turned away and took off toward the buffet of mouth-watering food that Parker was going to definitely dabble in.

  “I like them, especially Brady. He’s yummy.”

  Parker’s head snapped dow
n to look her in the eyes, making her laugh. “You better not be checking him out.”

  Continuing to laugh, Margo said, “I could never, not when I have the sexiest man looking down at me.”

  Parker’s brow smoothed out as he pulled Margo in closer. “You think I’m sexy?”

  “You know I do,” Margo said, while rubbing his tie. “You’ve always been the sexiest man to me. You’re my madre’s tamales.”

  Cocking an eyebrow at his girl, Parker said, “That’s sweet and all, Mo, in a weird foody kind of way, but what the hell does that mean?”

  Margo laughed and said while stroking his chest, “You see, my madre makes the best tamales in the whole world, like you might die they’re so amazing kind of good. No matter how many times you try different types of tamales, nothing ever compares. You’re like my madre’s tamales, no matter how many men approach me or talk to me, they don’t even compare to you, not even close.”

  She then stood on her tippy toes and placed a gentle kiss on his lips…nothing that would make him turn her against the wall and bang the shit out of her, but a real kiss. A kiss that only comes from the person you are meant to spend the rest of your life with.

  “Tamale, huh?” Parker said, while wiggling his eyebrows once they pulled away from each other.

  Margo rolled her eyes and walked toward the food, giving Parker a great view of one of her best assets.

  **Lucy**

  She could feel it, she could feel the seething creeper she was being, but she couldn’t help it and she couldn’t stop either. Ever since Austin had shown up to the Christmas party fashionably late, Sloan had made it her mission to show off every part of her body possible and then drape her glitter-lotioned skin all over Austin’s black tux. It was revolting, actually, to see a female act like such a slut. Lucy thought about that for a second as she looked down at her belly. She didn’t have much room to talk; she’d slept with two men a couple of days apart, got pregnant, and didn’t know who the father was.

  Still, why did Sloan have to be all over Austin? The moment Lucy met Sloan, she knew she didn’t like her. She was too full of herself, Lucy had no idea what Jane and Patty saw in her. Well, that was a lie, the girl worked hard and made this party amazing, which Lucy hated because she wanted Sloan to do a terrible job, but apparently she was only a slut bag once the job was done.

  “You’re so tense tonight, love. Is everything okay?” Connor asked as he walked up behind Lucy and handed her a water.

  Sloan practically giving out her fun sacks for free was why she was so tense, plus being able to only drink water was another reason, but she wasn’t about to say that to Connor. She was glad he was here because he was a good distraction from Sloan hanging all over the willing Austin. Usually, the girls didn’t bring dates to their events, but since both Patty and Jane were either married or practically married to a member of the Braves organization, she was able to bring Connor.

  “Not tense, just anxious that something might go wrong with the event,” Lucy lied.

  “Everything’s going great, love. You don’t need to worry anymore. You can just relax, enjoy the cool night air and being with your guy.” Connor winked at her and pulled her into his chest.

  Almost reluctantly, Lucy caved into Connor’s embrace, not because she didn’t want to, but because when she was wrapped in Connor’s arms, she couldn’t spy on Sloan and Austin.

  “Whoa!” Connor jumped back from Lucy and looked down at her belly. “That baby just kicked the hell out of you.” Connor’s face was beaming as he pressed his big hand against her small protruding belly.

  “Did I just hear that my baby is kicking?” Austin sauntered up with Sloan…holding hands!

  Lucy felt her blood pressure start to rise as she looked at bitch-face with the barely-there dress and perfect hair. Dumb bitch.

  “Your baby?” Sloan cut in with a stupid crinkle to her nose that normally would be charming, but to Lucy it looked like the girl had just sniffed rotten meat that was spread across a festering animal carcass.

  “Yup,” Austin said proudly as he came from behind Lucy and wrapped his arms around her and placed his hands on her belly. She stiffened quickly as she looked up at Connor, who was now spewing rage from every orifice of his body.

  Lucy shook off Austin and grabbed Connor’s hand, trying to relax him.

  “Oh,” Sloan said as she looked back and forth between Austin and Lucy. “I had no clue you two were involved.”

  “They’re not!” Connor practically snapped.

  Austin laughed and said, “I’m pretty sure if she’s carrying my baby, we’re involved in some way.” He turned to Sloan and clasped her chin in his hand. “But no need to worry, sweetheart, I can fuck whoever I want, since Lucy likes to be stuffed by needle dick over there.”

  Lucy felt Connor start to move forward, but she pulled him back and begged him with her eyes not to start anything. This was still an event and Lucy had to be professional if she didn’t want to get fired. Starting a fight with one of the Braves’ starters wasn’t a very good idea.

  Sloan, the bitch-face, smiled up at Austin and said, “Who says I want to fuck you?” She played with his suit jacket as her damn right leg lifted in the air. Lucy was way past the point of dry heaving.

  “Oh, I know you want to fuck me by the way your nipples have been poking through that come-fuck-me-dress whenever I’m near. Let’s get out of here.” Sloan gave Austin her best slut smile and grabbed his hand. “See you at the next ultrasound, dickhead,” Austin called out to Connor as he walked away.

  Lucy’s breath was ragged as she tried to rein in her anger. Sloan looked over her shoulder and smiled and waved at Lucy, as if they were best friends and Lucy had just given her a damn lollipop for good work today.

  “Wrap it up, Tex,” one of the other players called out to Austin, using his nickname while giving him a high five.

  “Learned my lesson with Lucy,” Austin called out as he nodded toward Lucy, making her blush immediately and Connor tense up even more. Sloan just giggled as she allowed Austin to pinch her ass and chase her out of the stadium.

  “I can’t believe her, she is such a slut. What does Austin even see in her?” Lucy seethed as Austin and Sloan retreated.

  Connor stepped away from Lucy and looked her in the eyes. “Why do you care?”

  “I don’t care,” Lucy said a little too quickly. “I mean, it’s just…she’s a slut. You saw the looks she was giving him and the way she’s been throwing her body at him all night. It’s a crime against all women to act like such a dirty skank.”

  “Funny, I hadn’t noticed because I thought I was attending this party with my girlfriend, not someone who seems to be gawking at her ex-friend/baby daddy, I don’t even know what to call him.” Connor ran his hands through his hair as he turned toward the railing that looked over the barely-lit ballpark. There were only a few lights on so they weren’t blinded by the stadium lighting, but also so you could see the magnificence of the field.

  Realizing what she was saying, Lucy went up to Connor and placed her hands on his shoulders. “I wasn’t gawking, I was just…” What was she doing and why was she so mad about what actually happened? Why was she so mad that Sloan was going home with Austin? Did she really just hate Sloan or was it the thought of Sloan and Austin together that made her want to lash out irrationally and take down the bitch-face herself?

  “That’s what I thought,” Connor said as he walked away.

  Lucy was so lost in her thoughts that she forgot to finish her sentence, leaving Connor to believe that she might be interested in Austin.

  “Connor, wait!” she called out as she chased after him in her heels. When she was a couple of feet away from him, she tripped and fell forward. She was a foot from slamming her belly into the cement when Connor caught her before she did any serious damage.

  “Jesus! You have to be fucking careful,” Connor chastised, as he helped her up. Lucy looked up into his eyes and knew at that moment that he
was angry and, no matter what she said, he was going to need time to cool off.

  “Listen, I don’t care about who Austin dates or fucks, I was just annoyed that Sloan was making herself look like an idiot when we are trying to represent ourselves in a professional manner. Yes, we’re at a party, but we also have to work. Please don’t be mad,” Lucy rubbed his face with her hand, but he pulled away from her.

  “I don’t buy it. I saw the way you were looking at them and it wasn’t the look of a disturbed co-worker, it was more of the look of a disturbed ex-lover.” Connor looked around the venue and then quickly looked back down at Lucy and said, “I don’t want to cause a scene, so I’m going to give you a kiss on the head and walk away. I need some time to think, so please just let me be for now.”

  “But, Connor…”

  “No, Lucy. I’m pretty sure I’ve been a stellar boyfriend up until now, dealing with all your bullshit baggage and, frankly, I’m tired. After tonight, I just need a break from all of it.”

  Lucy felt like she got smacked in the chest, because all the air was knocked out of her lungs.

  “Are you…breaking up with me?” she asked, as her voice started to break.

  Connor grabbed her shoulders and looked her straight in the eyes. “Don’t be so goddamn dramatic. I just need some time to think, to be by myself and collect my thoughts. This pregnancy might be hard on you, but it’s hard on me too. I’m the third wheel, I’m the person who can easily be removed from this scenario, so please excuse me while I try to collect myself back together after seeing my girlfriend, who I love with every bone in my body, ogle another man right in front of me.”

  “Connor…”

  He just shook his head and pulled away. “I’ll call you later. Don’t worry about a ride, I’ll ask Patty and Marc to take you back to your place.” He started to walk away, but turned around quickly and said, “For what it’s worth, you took my breath away tonight, Lucy. You look like absolute perfection.” With that, he walked away, leaving her pregnant, hormonal and regretting this damn night ever happened.