Katana's POV
"Alright." Mikaela says as she sits me down on our bed here in our suite in our Seattle hotel.
We're now in Seattle for our second friendly of the window and tomorrows our game against Sweden, but tonight our team is having dinner in the space needle which I didn't even know was possible.
"Stay there." Mikaela says then she pulls up a chair to sit in front of me.
Once Mikaela's sat in front of me, she grabs my left hand with her right then she uses her left hand to tilt my chin up
"Talk to me Baby." Mikaela says. "You've been very quiet since we left LA."
I sigh then I mumble something.
"Speak up for me Katana." Mikaela says causing me to sigh.
"I don't want you to think I'm abusive." I say.
"Why would I think that?" Mikaela asks.
"Cause I slapped Kelley." I say. "And my Mom."
"And like your sisters said, they are the only two people you've ever hit." Mikaela says. "And you hit them because you were angry at them for their role in your dad's death."
"Yeah." I mumble.
"Katana I know you'd never hit me because you saw what your mom has gone through with her new husband"
Fuck Jerramy.
"And I also know Oksana would have dropped you like a sack of potatoes if you were even an ounce abusive." Mikaela says.
"True." I say then Mikaela cups my face.
"I'm not scared of you Baby." Mikaela says. "I promise."
I smile at my girlfriend then she leans forward and kisses me.
"I like kissing you." I admit.
"Feeling is very much mutual." Mikaela says with a smile.
"Can I admit something?" I say then Mikaela nods. "I do like slapping titties during sex and slapping ass during sex and randomly throughout the day."
"I am 100 percent okay with that." Mikaela says with a smile.
"Whew." I cheer
"On the topic of boobs." My girlfriend says. "Yours are so fucking fat and beautiful."
"As are yours." I say. "I like holding them when we sleep."
Mikaela wears one of my tank tops to bed while I wear a comfy crop top and we both wear a pair of my boxers.
"Fucking same." Mikaela says.
"I'm gonna get ready for dinner." I say.
Mikaela nods then I get dressed.
"So how was your talk with Cairo?" Mikaela asks causing me to sigh then I tell my girlfriend about my conversation with Cairo.
Earlier today myself, Lindsey, Sonnett, Mal, and Kelley all had a talk with Cairo and Kyle Martino, the president of US Soccer.
The meeting was basically hashing everything out between myself, Lindsey, Sonnett, Mal, and Kelley
I said I only had a problem with Kelley, but if she was on the team and she was helping then I'd put my hatred for her to the back burner so that we could win.
Kelley said she was pissed because I slapped her, Mal's finally realized I don't hate her so her hatred towards me is lessening, and Lindsey and Sonnett didn't like me because Mal and Kelley didn't like me.
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