Technical Foul

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Chris was here with Matt, Deandre, and of course Blake.

"There she is." My father said walking over to me. "Some of the guys stopped by to see you."

He led me over to them with Callie right beside me. I gave her a look and she grinned at me. I looked back to the tall men that now stood before me. Deandre was the first to speak.

"We wanted to come by and give you a proper welcome to the team."He said with what was now his signature smile then motions to Blake who nodded and excused himself.

He came back with a large bushel of red long stemmed roses and a red bag. He had a small smile on his face but his eyes never left mine.

"On behalf of the team we wanted to give you these to show our appreciation." Blake said handing me the bag. I looked inside and took out my very own Jersey with my name on the back with the number 1.

"Thanks guys. I love it. Does this mean that I'm playing guard?" I say giving each of them a small hug. Blake was acting as if nothing had happened between us and for that I grateful. They laughed and returned my hugs.

"Would you all be joining the family for dinner?" My mother walked in from the kitchen with a smile on her face.

"I have to take little Chris to my parents..."

"It's my night with the twins..."

"I'd love to stay."

"So would I."

Chris and Matt had to leave but Deandre and Blake was going to stay for dinner. After saying goodbye to Chris and Matt the rest of us made our way back to the dining room.

My father took his seat at the head of the table while my mom took her seat at his right side. My brothers took their usual seats so I grabbed Callies hand so she could sit by me. Blake and Deandre looked a bit out of place.

"There's a empty seat right here next to Sabrina and another by Austin." Callie said to them just as I sat down. I glared at her and she winked at me.

Deandre was walking toward me but out of no where Blake was already pulling out the chair and sitting down. I looked around the table to see if anyone else had just seen this but luckily they were all wrapped up in their own conversations. Except Callie who was staring in shock with her mouth wide open.

"We've eaten already but the chef is preparing something for the two of you and dessert as we speak." My mother says and i help myself to another glass of wine.

"So Bri, do you think you're ready for Wednesday's game?" Austin asked me gaining everyone's attention.

"Of course but I should be asking you that. We got to work on your form." I say and he chuckles.

My father started a conversation about the upcoming game and our opponents. I was listening until I felt a large hand squeeze my upper thigh. I nearly jumped out of my seat.

"Everything okay Bri?" He stopped and asked. Everybody looked at me waiting for my answer.

"Mmhm" I told him and took another sip. Once all the attention was back on my father I slapped his hand away. He looked at me with raised eye brows.

"What do you think you're doing?" I whispered to him. He leaned closer to me like he was reaching for the salt. His face was so close to mine that I could feel his warmth.

"Enjoying dinner." He said simply and then turning back so he could chime in on my father's conversation.

As dessert was passed around I sighed deeply. Why couldn't he just act normal? Blake was actively involved in my father's conversation. I was more interested in my mother's red velvet cake.

I was indulging myself in my slice of cake as I looked at Blake. It's like I was actually looking at him this time. His strong jaw line, perfect nose, light hint of freckles on his cheeks and those short reddish brown curls. My mind was clouded with the memories that I tried to push away. The way his lips kissed along my neck, the feeling of his tongue dancing with mine, and not to mention his hands. God those hands...

Did I just moan out loud?

I was brought out of my little day dream by his hand squeezing my upper thigh again. I looked back at him but he wasn't looking at me. He ran his hand slowly inching higher and higher until he was at the him of my dress.

I swallowed a mouthful of the cake and looked at him wide eyed. He had a hint of a smirk on his face. On one swift movement my panties were pulled to the side and his large fingers were inside of me. I nearly choked on the milk that I tried to drink at the moment.

"Slow down on the cake Sabrina. There's plenty more." My mother said to me.

"It's so good." I said with my voice cracking. Once again I was the center of attention. I cleared my throat and squeezed my thighs together. That did nothing but made him thrust his fingers deeper inside me.

At this point I was literally considering jumping on top of Blake in front of everyone but my mind refused to let me think of anything rational to do. I started to squirm as I tightened around his fingers. I was close and he knew that. Blake withdrew his hand. He dipped that same finger in the icing of my cake them slowly sucked his finger in one movement.

"Are you ready to talk about what happened back at mom and dad's?" Callie asked laying down beside me on my bed.

After the dinner I kissed my parents and got out of there. Since Callie was on break from college she was currently staying with me at my house. She didn't say anything yet but I could tell that she knew who was the cause of me making one of the biggest mistakes to date.

"There's nothing to talk about." I told her as I scrolled down my Facebook wall.

"Didn't look like nothing to me!"

"Cal just let it go. I have to work in the morning."

"Do you think daddy would let me be his intern?" She asked and I sat up to look at her.

"No you're in school." I told her and she sucked her teeth.

"You always have all the fun! Remember All-Star week in New Orleans when Russell Westbrook asked for your number?" She said and I rolled my eyes.

"I had a boyfriend at the time and he clearly didn't care. I can't stand how cocky he is." I said to her and she snatched my phone away from me.

"If I was him I'd be cocky too!"She said.

"Are you coming to game Wednesday?" I asked her getting up and going to the bathroom to start my shower.

"Duh. Who are the clippers playing?"

"Thunder."

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Dinner wasn't so bad was it? Lol but I have a idea with what I want to happen between Blake and Sabrina but it will be a mess.

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