“That’s gotta make him happy,” Jackson muttered when he saw it.
“What?” I asked.
“You’ve branded yourself as his with his name across your back,” he said, tracing his name over the letters.
“Do you really think he likes it?” I asked.
“I’m sure he fucking loves it.”
“Yay!” I grinned up at Jackson. “I thought your sister was an idiot for suggesting it. It sounded so high school. But I really wanted to show Drake that I support him today.”
“Hey!” Aubrey protested. “You know you should never doubt me like that.”
“Sorry,” I apologized. “You were totally right. Again.”
The match began, and I watched avidly. It was really close, and I couldn’t tell if Drake’s team was going to manage to pull it off. It seemed like Purdue was going to beat us during the first half of the match. Luckily, I had Jackson with me to explain everything. I was apparently a slow learner when it came to all the rugby slang and rules. A tough series of penalties brought the Boilermakers up 0-12 early on. Blythe had a successful trip into the opposition’s try zone, bringing the score to 7-12. I grew worried as Purdue was doing so well. The score remained the same with just a few minutes left in the half.
With a quick turnaround off the restart, we managed to tie the match at the thirty-seven-minute mark. Some quick plays came in the final minutes of the half, seeing a significant attempt to the try zone by Purdue that worked, and a missed conversion brought Purdue ahead by five. With just moments left, Purdue brought in three penalty points by launching the ball through the uprights from thirty-six meters out. The halftime score saw Purdue up 17-25. Things were not looking good for Drake’s team.
I watched Drake as the team walked off the field, his head hung low. He was walking stiffly, favoring his right leg. I rushed over to him to make sure he was okay. He waved his teammates ahead when he saw me coming.
“Are you hurt?” I asked worriedly.
He shook his head. “Not really. Just a pulled muscle.”
I gave him a quick hug, knowing he needed to get into the locker room with his team. “Hey, you’ve got this,” I reassured him with a kiss on the cheek.
After a short intermission, they came back out looking energized for the next half. Whatever their coach had said to them must have worked because after just five minutes into the second half, we crossed the ball over Purdue’s try line, pulling us within one point of the Boilermakers. Maintaining the momentum, Drake’s team continued to apply pressure and brought the ball deep within Purdue’s half. A successful goal-line stand ended up with a Blythe knock-on, resulting in a Purdue scrum. Luckily, we brought in five more points. The clock kept ticking down, and with a few minutes left in the match, Purdue drew a penalty. They made a penalty kick, bringing the score to within one point. Argh! We couldn’t lose this close to the end. Drake would be crushed.
Blythe knew it was now or never, and they really brought up the heat. They had a successful conversion and won the game by eight points. Drake was celebrating with his team on the field, all the guys super excited to have won the championship. He glanced up at me and flashed a wicked grin before charging toward the stands to lift me out of my seat and swing me around.
“We won!” he yelled.
“You were awesome,” I breathed into his ear.
“Hell yeah I was. You’re my good luck charm, baby,” he said.
“How’s the leg?”
“What leg?” he joked, letting me know he was fine. He dropped me back onto my feet and swooped down for a kiss. “Can you wait until I get out before you leave? I need to grab a shower.”
“Sure. I’m sure Jackson and Aubrey won’t mind waiting. It’s not like we’re in a rush or anything.”
“I’ll go fast. Just want to see you before I have to get back on the bus.”
I watched him walk away before turning back to my friends. “That’s okay with you guys, right?”
“Yeah,” Jackson grumbled before wandering away.
“Don’t mind him,” Aubrey said as she bounced down the stands towards me. “He’s grumpy today.”
Drake had really meant it when he said he’d hurry since he was back in about five minutes. I was talking to Aubrey when he came up from behind and wrapped his arms around me. “Hey, baby. Thanks for waiting.”
“Totally worth the wait,” I answered as I cuddled into his hold.
“So glad you were here,” he said, nuzzling my neck. “It sucks that my parents couldn’t make it this weekend. Sent them a quick text to let them know we won, and I’ll call them as soon as you head out. Wouldn’t have been the same without someone cheering me on today.”
“I’m sorry they couldn’t come, but at least you’ll see them in a couple weeks for Thanksgiving.”
“I’m not sure I want to be away from you for that long. Can’t you talk to your dad about coming with me? You know my parents would love to have both of you.”
“Hey, no fair! No stealing my bestie for the holidays, Drake,” Aubrey complained.
“She’s my girl, Aubrey. You’re lucky I let you steal her from me at all,” Drake replied. He gently bit my neck in a possessive gesture that made me squeal in response.
“I’m not sure what Dad would say, but I’ll ask,” I reassured Drake. “Sorry, Aubrey. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just abandon me, why don’t ya?” she teased back.
Jackson wandered back over to us and nodded to Drake. “Good game, man.”
“Thanks,” Drake responded. Several of his teammates headed back our way. “I gotta get back to the team, Alexa. Be safe on the trip back.”
“I’ll take good care of her for you,” Jackson said.
“You better,” Drake warned before he turned me around and kissed the heck out of me. He flashed Jackson a triumphant grin before walking away.
“Let’s head home,” Aubrey said as she dragged me back to the car. “I’m ready for a road trip nap.”
The trip back was uneventful since we both fell asleep, leaving Jackson to play his music as loud as he wanted. He dropped us at the dorm, and I headed back inside for more sleep. Drake was going to be back late since the team was going out to eat and celebrate on the way back home. I figured it would be good to catch up on lost sleep as long as I had a night to myself, and I was still tired from the road trip.
chapter 12
Things were going so well with Drake, and I was excited to make another trip to Connecticut with him. I’d get to fly with my dad and then spend time with Drake over the long holiday weekend. When we went last time, our situation had been so different. I’d felt awkward being around his family since we’d barely known each other, and everyone had assumed we were dating. Now I really was his girlfriend, and I looked forward to getting to know them because they were a huge part of his life.
It would be weird not spending Thanksgiving with Dad and Aubrey’s family though. Dad got a last-minute request to do a charter for a past customer whose plans had changed due to an illness in the family, and they were willing to pay a huge bonus because they needed the flight so badly. Dad felt bad for them because it might be the last Thanksgiving their kids could spend with their grandparents, so he felt like he needed to say yes even though it meant missing the holiday with me. I talked it over with Drake and convinced my dad that it was perfect because it meant I could spend the weekend with Drake’s family without feeling guilty. Luckily, his charter was on the East Coast, so he could take us to Drake’s hometown first before heading up to pick up his passengers.
Aubrey pulled dresses out of both closets and tossed them onto the bed next to my suitcase. “You bitch. I can’t believe you are abandoning me on Thanksgiving with my brothers! It’s a good thing for you that your boyfriend is super hot, so I understand why you’re going with him instead of staying here,” she teased. “But you owe me one! And I’m calling in my marker now. Listen up! You absolutely must pack
more than you usually do! I know Drake said his parents didn’t have anything big planned for the weekend, but you need to be prepared just in case. You got lucky last time being able to borrow this from his sister,” she said as she held up the purple dress I had fallen in love with when we were there. I’d brought it home and had it dry cleaned so I could return it to Drea. I figured I’d get the chance to do it in person, so I didn’t ship it back to her. I’d left the shoes in the pool house with a thank-you note.
“Well, if you’re going to use up your ‘I’m abandoning you for Thanksgiving IOU’ for this, then I guess I have to listen. What do you think I’ll need for four days?”
Aubrey wagged her eyebrows at me in a suggestive way. “Four days and nights, you mean.”
“At his family’s home! It’s not going to be like that.”
“That’s what you say now, but what do you think is going to happen when Drake gives you that fuck-me look he gets when he’s looking at you? Your dad won’t be staying with you this time since he has other flights booked, so you’ll probably be in the pool house all by yourself. With only Drake to keep you company at night. Go ahead and pack all granny panties. I’m pretty sure you’re just going to end up naked anyway. Hell, you could wear a sack and Drake would still want to strip it off and take you hard.”
“You are so bad, Aubrey!” I glanced down at the clothes I was packing and pulled out some lingerie to throw into the bag.
“Bad? Who me? You’re the one who’s listening to my advice. Bring these, too. I bet Mr. Alpha would really enjoy you looking all innocent while he’s being naughty,” she said as she handed me a matching, white lace bra and panty set.
I smiled, knowing she was right. He really would love the white set. My bag now overflowed with clothes for the weekend. I should be prepared for just about anything planned, but I was still a little nervous. Aubrey made a good point—we’d probably spend the nights together. Away from the house. And I wasn’t sure I could survive another night alone with him without us having sex. He had proven to me that he wasn’t in this just for the sex by insisting that we wait this long, that’s for sure. But I was at the point where I might end up begging!
“Uh-oh, I know that look! Alexa Marie, you’re planning something, aren’t you?” Aubrey asked in a sing-song voice.
I grinned wickedly at her. “Hmmmm, maybe?”
“Ack! What? Lemme help!”
“I think it’s time I make it crystal clear to Drake that I’m ready to take the next step in our relationship. And the lingerie is going to help me send that message.”
Aubrey clapped her hands together in excitement! “Yippee! Start with the white set, but add these to it,” she said and grabbed an unopened pair of sheer white thigh-highs from a drawer. “Throw these on and there’s no way he won’t realize that you picked the outfit with his viewing pleasure in mind.”
I double-checked everything I had packed with a new goal in mind—to drive Drake wild.
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Drake: Ready?
Alexa: Yup, all packed and ready to go! :)
Drake: Be there in 5 minutes.
I headed downstairs to wait for Drake so we would be at the airport on time. Nothing made my dad crankier than late people. He had a full weekend booked, too. He’d squeezed this flight in more for me than anything else. I felt a little guilty that he’d be working all weekend while I would be having fun, but he assured me that I worked hard enough between school and the Mile High flights. He wanted me to take time and enjoy myself, too.
Drake pulled up in his truck, and I rolled my bag towards the vehicle so I could put it inside. He hopped out and grabbed it from me. “No way, baby. You don’t handle your own bags with me around.” I was used to his ways by now and just gave him a quick kiss. “Hop in. We need to get moving.”
I got settled into the truck and smiled over at Drake when he climbed back inside. “Thanks for picking me up.”
“Any time. You looking forward to seeing my family again?”
“Yeah, but I’m a little nervous, too.”
Drake reached over and squeezed my hand. “Don’t be. They loved you last time and they only spent a couple hours with you at a crowded party. They ask me all the time if I’m treating you right. Especially Drea.”
“You’re lucky to have her for your little sister. She seemed really sweet, but I can easily picture Drea pestering you about me. She was very excited by the idea of you bringing a girlfriend home.”
“Keep that in mind when she pounces on you. She can’t wait to see you again. She’s threatened to tell you all sorts of embarrassing stories about me growing up, so be prepared,” Drake warned.
“Does she have baby pictures to go with these stories? Ones with your naked butt in them?” I joked.
“You don’t need photos for that. You can see my ass anytime you want,” he offered.
I leveled a flirtatious glance his way. “How about now?” The car swerved to the side of the road as he started to pull over. “No, wait! Save it for later, lover boy. We don’t have time right now, but I definitely want a rain check on that offer for tonight.”
“Like I said, Alexa. Any time you want.”
We arrived at the airport just in time for me to help Dad get everything ready for takeoff. Drake brought our luggage onto the plane and called his parents to let them know when we’d be there. As he talked to them, he waved a hand in my direction and pointed at the doors before he walked outside. We were just finishing up when he strode back inside with an unhappy look on his face. I walked over to him to make sure nothing was wrong with his family.
“Hey, everything okay? Has there been a change in plans on their end?” I asked.
Drake roughly ran his hand through his hair as he pocketed his phone. He gave me a reassuring smile and pulled me into a hug. “Not exactly. Nothing’s changed with the weekend in Connecticut, but my mom offered to do a favor for one of her friends. And you’re not going to like it.”
“Why? If we still get to hang out, then why would it matter to me if your mom is helping a friend?”
“Her friend’s daughter wants to come home for the weekend, too. When my mom mentioned that I was taking a charter home, she asked if there was room on board for her daughter to join me.”
I pulled away from Drake so I could look him in the eyes. “No, please don’t say it was Sasha’s mom.”
“Yeah, baby, it was. I am so sorry. I had no idea this was going to happen, and my mom is clueless about what a pain in the ass Sasha has been. I didn’t want to bother her with it and cause problems between our moms.”
I took a step away to pull myself together. Drake knew how much I disliked Sasha because she was always such a bitch to me while she flirted with him right in front of me. I didn’t appreciate the bombshell he’d just dropped, but it wasn’t like it was his fault. Before I could answer, I heard a car door slam outside and her voice call out for Drake.
“Yay! I’m so excited to go home with you this weekend, Drake,” she cooed at him. She turned to look at me, acting like she didn’t recognize me. “I have bags in the car that you can put on the plane. Be very careful with them. They’re expensive.”
“Sasha, cut it out!” Drake snapped at her. “You can get your own bags onto the plane.”
“But, Drake. They’re so heavy. Besides, having someone to help with things like that is one of the perks of flying privately,” she whined.
“Well, it isn’t your flight. It’s mine and Alexa’s. And she doesn’t need to help you with anything. You’re her guest on the plane. Tell her thank you for letting you tag along and go get your stuff,’ he ordered in a hard tone.
“Fine,” she huffed. “Your mom mentioned that they booked the flight through her dad. I just figured she was working and was going to let her do her job. But if you’re going to be that way, I’ll play nice.”
She didn’t bother with the apology as she stomped back to her car and pulled out four suitcases. I watched her struggle w
ith them and realized that it was going to take forever if she had to get them on board by herself. I nudged him in her direction. “This is ridiculous. Go help her with the bags.”
Sasha practically squealed in delight when she realized Drake was helping her. I could hear her chattering on about his muscles as he brought three of the bags over while she rolled one of them beside her. I turned toward my dad, who had joined me, and explained the situation. We needed to update the flight plan since we had an unexpected passenger.
“Want to ride in back with them instead?” he asked as he watched Sasha flirt with Drake.
I shuddered at the thought of being stuck with her for a couple hours. “No way! I’ve had about as much of Sasha as I can take. Let Drake suffer alone during the flight. It was his mom who invited her along.”
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