Breakthrough

Coming Home and First Impressions

The next few days went by fairly quickly. It was just two days until my graduation and graduation party and today was the day Blake was coming home. He had asked me a couple of days ago if I would pick him up from the Staples Center where the team would be dropped off and be reunited with their families after their ten day roadtrip. I of course said yes. It's been so long since I've seen him. I wanted to be held in his arms and have his scent linger in my hair and dance on my skin. He would be getting to LAX around four and then I would pick him up at Staples Center around 5:30. I told him I could take him to his house and then after getting settled he would come over to my place so I could cook for him. I had a whole menu from drinks to desserts. I was making blackberry mojitos, a lemon butter grilled chicken paired with a side salad, asparagus, and Parmesan and spinach orzo, then for dessert a mixed berry cobbler with vanilla ice cream. I went to the store to pick up everything and after I got back I needed to pick out an outfit to wear tonight. I was going to Staples and I was bound to meet some of the other players there. Tonight I not only had to look like a bad bitch I had to be a bad bitch. After putting away the groceries I ran upstairs and went into my closet to pick out an outfit. I decide on light wash distressed boyfriend jeans, a black flowy tank, and brown wedges. By then it was a little after three and I went ahead and got showered. After I got out and put on my robe I heard my phone ringing in my bedroom and ran to try and to get it before the perish hang up. I saw that it was Blake and my nerves were suddenly soothed at the thought of hearing his voice.
"Hey, I thought you were ignoring me after I heard the third ring," he said disappointedly.
"No, I wasn't ignoring you. I just got out of the shower," I said reassuring him as I took a seat on the edge of my bed taking the towel out of my hair.
"Damn, it seems like I'm never with you at the right moments. Probably wearing my favorite outfit too?" He said letting out a rich laugh. He was probably smiling too.
"Oh my goodness," I said blushing and thanking God he wasn't here with me to see my embarrassment.
"Well I just wanted to let you know that we're more than halfway there."
"Mhmmm. Well I have everything for dinner tonight so come hungry," I said examining my toes to see if they were ok to wear open toes shoes.
"I think my mouth is already watering. I haven't had a home cooked meal since the last time my mom came down here and stayed with me."
"I can change that. I cook almost every night I told you."
"Well I guess I'll have to come over more often then."
"I guess you will. And remember my party is Saturday night."
"I'll be there. Seven right?"
"Seven. And I can drive both of us. It wouldn't make sense taking two cars since we live so close," I suggest to him.
"I can drive us. I'll pick you up like 6:15," he insisted.
"Ok, or you can drive, that's fine with me."
"Chivalry isn't dead yet. Gotta show respect."
"Well I appreciate it. It's very kind of you. Now, let me go and finish getting ready."
"Alright. I would meet us in the lot behind the center. It's like lot E."
"I'll be there. See you in a bit," I say hanging up my phone and putting it on the charger. I made my way back into the bathroom where I begin to brush and blowout my hair until it is sleek and straight. I then go ahead and put a shit ton of product in it, god forbid I start to frizz. And then put it in a low bun. Simply chic. After putting on makeup and some dangly Kelly green teardrop earrings I put on my clothes. By that time it was nearly 3:45 and I needed to head out to go to Staples. I grabbed my purse, my phone and keys into it before jumping into my car, putting on my sunglasses and headed into downtown. Traffic was terrible as usual. Halfway there I felt my stomach tighten up. Why was I so nervous? It's not like I hadn't hung out with Blake before. I mean we hung on very closely too. Very closely. I didn't have any reason to be nervous but I was. As I pulled into the main parking lot and went around to the back and put my car in park I checked my teeth, reapplied my lipgloss, and tucked away some loose baby hairs behind my ears. It was sooner than later that I saw the bus pull up and all the guys started getting off one by one. I got out of my car and started walking over to them as I saw Jada approaching me with Chris and a Camryn.
"Hey cutie," I said to little Chris as he ran up and gave me a big hug.
"Sophie! Are you coming to the game? You can sit by me and mom," he pleaded as I picked him up.
"She'll be there, right?" I heard a rich voice coming from behind me. Blake. He had on brown chinos that were rolled up just above his ankles, a yellow tshirt, and white converse.
"I guess I'll be there," I say putting down Chris and going over to Blake as he brought me into a long hug. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist which gave me time to take in his heavenly scent. And as I pulled Away he turned my chin up toward him so he could give me a hungry kiss. Allowing his nose to rest on the side of mine and pushing his tongue past my barely parted lips.
"I missed you," he said breaking the kiss and stroking the side of my face.
"I missed you too. Don't go for so long next time," I said rubbing my hand on his chest as he snaked an arm around my waist.
"Come here, I want you to meet some people," he said leading me over to a small group of people near the bus. Thank goodness Jada and Chelsea were over there or else I was basically being fed to the sharks, again. As we reached the group Deandre Jordan, who I recognized from Blakes's Instagram approached us.
"Damn BG, she's pretty and she can cook?! You got it big man you got it big," he said giving a million dollar smile.
"Yeah, I think she's a keeper," Blake said giving my side a slight squeeze.
"Sophie, this is DJ, DJ, Sophie."
"Nice to meet you Sophie," he said reaching out for my hand.
"Nice to meet you too. Amber and Blake have told me nothing but good things about you."
"Well I'm glad to hear that, I hear you can make a mean meal. We should all get together one night and put that to the test," he said smirking and raising his eyebrows.
"I would be up for that and I'm sure Amber would too."
"Absolutely. Now, I have to get going and meet Amber and my parents for dinner but I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon. BG see you at practice," he said grabbing his bags and heading toward a car.
"He's nice," I said looking up at Blake.
"He's an awesome guy. One of my best friends. He was always looking out for me when I first moved here to LA."
"The small town boy couldn't handle the big city all alone?" I said teasing him.
"Hell no. Not the small town boy that wasn't even 21."
"Hey. It's another world out here I'll agree with you on that one," I said to him as he removed his hand from around my waist and reached done for my hand intertwining his fingers with mine. After Blake introduced me to JJ, Spencer, Chris, Jamal, and Matt and I said goodbye to Gloria and Chelsea we headed back to my car.
"Woah, woah. New whip?" Blake asked as I popped open the trunk of my Range Rover with a remote.
"No, I've had this for awhile. I just don't use it as much as my Mercedes. I figured you'd have a lot more stuff and this car has more trunk space," I said shutting the back.
"I gotcha. I like a girl who gives herself options," he said winking.
"I bet you do," I said climbing into the drivers seat and Blake in the passengers seat. As we drove to my house Blake talked about his trip and about how he enjoyed Texas the most as I filled him in on information about my party and my mama drama. Blake said that we could just go straight to my house and he would help me cook. I guess you could say it went pretty well. Blake asked a bunch of questions and ate as we went along but it times out to be a great night. I was glad he was home.
"I could eat that again," he said taking the last bite of orzo left on his plate.
"I'm glad you liked it and I'm glad that you're home."
"Me too. I don't mind being on the road but it gets old after about the third day. Then I start missing my house, and Chaney, and you."
"I bet. I mean ten days is a long time."
"Yeah, ten days too long. You're gonna go to the game Sunday right?"
"I mean you already told little Chris yes, so I'm going," I said laughing a little as he grabbed one of my hands and rubbed his thumb over the top of it.
"Well my parents will be here then and I want you to meet them. I think you could sit with them during the game and then we could all go to dinner afterwards," he suggested.
"Yeah, that would be nice. Are they gonna like me Blake? Like are they really going to like me?
"Of course they are," he said dumbfounded as he put his arm around the back of my chair leaning close to me. He leaned his head toward mine and started kissing me.
"Mmm, you taste like blackberries," he said smacking his lips as he moves down to my neck. I leaned my head back to allow him better access. As he came back up to my lips untying my hair from its bun and rustling his hands in it I felt my toes curl over.
"Let's go up to my room," I said through our heated kisses as he paused and grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. We go into my room and I lean up against the door frame as he continues kissing me. I run my hand over his chest and look down and see a familiar tightness in his pants. I begin to smile at him as he whispers in my ear,
"I think you know how to deal with that," he says as I put my hand over the bulge, tugging at the button and zipper.
"I don't think you'll last much longer," I said teasing him, my hand still slowly fidgeting with the button.
"Once you unbutton these you're in for it," he said grinning as he tugged off my shirt and pants leaving me in my bra and black thong. He then moves back to my neck. Kissing me heavily until I lean my head back and moan his name and grab on to his hair. He holds onto my back and walks me back toward my bed laying me down where he stands in from of me. He runs his hands over my thighs and lays on top of me his pants still on as he takes my bra off and roughly grabs one of my boobs, massaging it in his large palms.
"Blake," I moan his name again as he gets off of me and allows me to rip off his pants and boxers unveiling him. He was huge. Granted that I was all very new to this, it was still a little intimidating. I then feel him rolling my underwear onto my hips and off of my legs. I feel myself to tense up as he whispers into my left ear and leaving a light kiss on the side of my face. "Relax," he says. And I try. As he hovers over me I can feel him trying to pry his way inside and he finally does. And when he does I feel myself gasp silently as he thrusts harder and harder going deeper and deeper. I had no time to adjust as he continues to ram into me, both of us panting as I continue to moan his name. As he coerces me to my edge and he comes to his end he gets off of me and just lays with me.
"We should do this more often," he says turning toward me as I laugh a little.
"You're ridiculous," I say to him as he wraps his arms around me pulling the comforter up onto both of us.
"I'm glad you think so. Goodnight Sophie," he says as I sink into his arms and fall into the best sleep I've ever had.