I stand up quickly, adjusting my dress back down over my bare ass and thighs then, try my best to smooth down my hair.Bosa grabs his shirt off the floor and shrugs it back on over his head.
The guy stands still in the entrance of the house without coming any closer. "Oh, shit." He laughs. "Am I interrupting something?"
Bosa stands up from the couch. "Nah. It's all good. What's up?" He instantly, says.
"Who's this?" The guy asks, pointing to me.
"Liliana." Bosa says, totally fucking suspicious with no other details.
"Um, ok.... Hi, Liliana." He laughs.
"Hi." I laugh nervously back at him and look at Bosa for direction.
"That's my brother, Joey." He says. "He's a football player, too. For the Chargers."
"Oh, cool." I take a deep breath in and awkwardly say "Hi." Again. I inwardly cringe at myself.
"Okay. Well. You guys are acting weird." He continues to laugh "Um, I just came to congratulate you on your win and see how you were doing."
"Yeah, thanks brother. I'm feeling great." Bosa says, before looking down and noticing my ripped panties on the floor. He quickly picks them up and crumbles them into his hand.
"Well, I was just leaving so, you guys go ahead and hangout." I smile, walking towards the door.
"Let me walk you out." Bosa, quickly says.
We walk outside to my car and he stands in front of it for a moment. "This is your car?" He asks.
"Yeah, why?"
"A Prius?" He laughs.
"What's wrong with my Prius?" I stare at him.
"You like, an environmental girl, or something?"
"—I mean, yeah, kinda."
He smirks. "Okay, that's cool." He rubs his hands over his arms "Damn, its cold out here." He says.
"Yeah, you're in your boxers and a shirt." I sarcastically, say.
He looks at me for a moment, soaking in the sight of my face. "You're so beautiful. Sorry about my brother." He says, touching a strand of my hair.
"Thank you." I smile, adding "It's okay."
"To be continued?" He asks.
I lightly, laugh "Sure."
"Can I keep these?" He says, opening his hand and exposing my panties. A smirk sketched into his face.
I laugh, nervously. "Uh, that's a little weird, but I guess if you want."
He presses his lips against mine and it feels like electricity jolts through my body. I liked it, almost too much.
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GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa
أدب الهواةA story about how not to fall in love with a football player.