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“The fuck you frowning for?” Omiri asked from beside me while I kept my eyes on the phone, waiting for Somee to accept the call. When I didn’t respond, he leaned closer, looking at my phone and smirking.

“Bruh, let her breathe.”

“She can breathe after I see what she’s wearing.” I grinned and propped my phone against the water bottle in front of me while Omiri added his thoughts on the highlight reels of theplayers visiting today that Coach was reviewing, Sakai and Sahil Ross, twin brothers. I half listened to the grill session delivered by Coach with Omiri nodding every once in a while, but as soon as Somee’s pretty ass scowl came into view with her hands in motion, she had all my attention.

“You’re going to make me late.”

“How am I making you late when you’re the one holding up the process by not telling me what you’re wearing.”

She rolled her eyes and stepped back so I could see her clothes. She looked cute as hell, putting a smile on my face, but her fit hadn’t been my endgame. I didn’t give a damn about her clothes, I just wanted to see my baby. After spending damn near every minute of the day for the past couple months with Somee, withdrawal was a real thing. Call me obsessed and I couldn’t deny the truth. I wanted this woman up under me twenty-four-seven.

“Happy?”she signed, then moved closer to the device, giving me a full view as her beautiful face filled my screen.

“Yeah, I’m good now. Drive the Benz.”

“Why?”

“You’re going to look good as hell stepping out of it.”

“I’m going to look good as hell no matter what I step out of.”

I grinned.“You got that. The keys are on the island in my closet. Drive what you want.”

“You thought I wouldn’t?”Her pretty mouth tipped up and I nodded.

“I know you will. Your ass stays jealous because baby sis always matches my fly.”

Her eyes rolled again.“I don’t need to match your fly. You need to match mine.”

I chuckled and looked up when our offensive coach called my name. “Parks, you have anything you want to add?”

“I have to go. You need me; hit my line.”

“I’m a big girl. At my grown age, I don’t need you pulling up to save me.”

“And I’m your grown, protective ass man. Hit my line if you need me and I better see them charges on my card or we’re going to have a problem.

I didn’t know what her pockets looked like other than the money I’d paid her to come spend a few months at my crib. That was enough for her to flex on these hoes, but my goal was to fund her lifestyle the way she was upgrading mine with how she showed up for me. Luckily, she didn’t have a problem spending my money, because that was an argument I didn’t want to have. Working hard to build my net worth was cool, but having someone I cared about to spend it on elevated things in a way I couldn’t have imagined.

She smiled big as hell before her eyes rolled again and her hands were moving.“I know the drill. Goodbye, Mr. P-A-R-K-S.”

I locked my phone and gave the room my attention. With the draft approaching, we were in the middle of Top 30 visits, which meant prospects would be showing their faces at our training facility for the next couple weeks. Coach asked Omiri and me to pull up today since they were vetting a center and a left guard. They were graduating from Crescent Falls University and hopefully would fill positions of two of our top players who would be retiring soon. The one thing I respected most about our franchise was that they sought out homegrown players whenever possible. Doing so created the space for a bigger investment from the community and kept our team feeling more like a family.

After the guys moved through their medical and physical evaluations, a tour, and lastly, their meeting with the GM, Coach asked us to sit in on their film review to give our thoughts on how the twins would fit the roster. Omiri had been very vocalbecause this was his team. As captain, his voice and leadership were the most relevant, but their positions would directly affect mine, which was why Coach wanted my insight.

“You saw how our season ended this year, right?” I asked.

They both nodded before Sakai spoke up. “That wasn’t on the team. The refs took that shit. You didn’t lose the game.”

“Call was fucked up.” Sahil added with a shrug.

“Doesn’t matter how we lost. We didn’t make it to the finish line, which means we better get there this season,” I clarified, looking both in the eyes one by one.

“It’s not just about the team. All of Crescent Falls is carrying that L with us,” Omiri added.

“You understand that type of pressure.”

The twins looked at each other and nodded. “Yeah, we do.”