Romance: SPORTS ROMANCE: The First Half (Bad Boy Alpha Male College Football Romance) (New Adult Contemporary Pregnancy Romance)

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Author: Nicole Chance
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the first date. Now, to be clear, I have made it a personal rule of mine, to not sleep with a guy on the first date–no matter how much I had to drink, or how hard he begged for it.
    As I drove, recalled the scent of Jordan, and how he made me feel over lunch. I didn’t really know what to expect from him outside of our brief encounter, but I really had hopes for the best. This was the kind of guy that I didn’t believe really existed. He was almost too good to be true. Besides, my dad had always warned me about athletes, and their lustful nature. I decided that I wouldn’t be too “easy” with Jordan tonight.

Chapter 6
     
    As I pulled into the huge parking area, directed by attendants for where to park, my excitement grew. I could once again, feel the ambiance of entering the stadium, with the cheering fans and excitement of the day.
    The walk from my car to the rear entrance was feverish. The anticipation was overwhelming. Ah, there it is; VIP entrance. Wow, I’m a VIP! Several of the players and coaches were directly behind the gate, likely preparing one another for pre-game. The press was everywhere. Microphones in the player’s faces, camera flashes lighting up the area, and then… Jordan Wyatt.
    Oh my god. There was Jordan. He had not yet seen me, as I made a direct path toward him. Just then, a nicely stacked blonde-headed cheerleader threw her arms around him. She was in his face, and giving him a kiss that was not even morally acceptable in public. She had one hand on his perfect ass, while rubbing her breasts into his chest. Oh hell… I turned around abruptly to make way back to my car. What a bastard, I thought. I mean… I had assumed that this night would be about “us”.
    Was I a fool? How could I think that I would stand a chance in a circle of people like this? Why would he think that I’m special?
    “Jess! Where are you going?” I could hear Jordan’s voice calling out to me. I pretended not to hear as I picked up my pace a little.
“Jess! Wait up!” he yelled. “Where are you going?”
    It was no use. I was busted, and I would have to turn back around and face this jerk.
    “Oh, I didn’t see you at the gate, so I didn’t want to try to get in by myself,” I lied.
    “Bullshit. You just saw that ho groping me, didn’t you?”
    “What? No, I didn’t see any ho. What are you talking about?”
    “Jess, you aren’t a very good liar. I was looking straight at you as I was prying that nymph’s hands off of me. There’s something that happens to people in my circles. Sometimes they get a little star-struck and do things they think they might get away with. Honestly, I don’t normally talk like this, but she really is a nasty bitch”.
    “Ha–ha. Well, it’s not like we’re an ‘item,’ or anything. What you do is your own business. I just came to watch the game.”
    “There you go–lying again,” he said. “Come on, let’s go back in and I’ll show you around. I’ve got just a couple of minutes, but I’d like to show you where you’re sitting, and what to expect. Hey… where’s your friend? Aren’t you with anyone?”
    “No, she couldn’t make it, so I came without her. I won’t miss any game, if I can keep from it”.
    “Great, you can sit by some people that I know pretty well. They’ll keep you company.”

Chapter 7
     
    Jordan politely introduced me to a young married couple seated in my row. To my surprise, it was Jordan’s sister and her family. They were a great looking couple, with a small child–a little boy, probably around two-years old.
    “Jess, this is my sister, Lil, her awesome husband Brian, and young Travis.”
    “Hey, great to meet you guys. I hope I’m not intruding.”
    “Seriously Jess? Please, have a seat. We’re glad you’re joining us. Would you like for Brian to pick you up a beer at the concession?”
    “I’d like that. Here, let me give you some money,” I said.
    “No way! It’s on me,” Brian said, insistently.
    I had

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