The Betting Game

Chapter 28 - Atlanta - Thursday

"Are you ready?" asked Austin.

"Yes."

"Come down. I'm here."

"Ok."

When she got downstairs, Austin stood next to a black Rolls Royce Phantom with a dozen red roses in his hand. Angelica was surprised.

"Thank you," she said, kissing him.

"You're welcome."

He helped her inside the car and then poured two glasses of champagne. Angelica wasn't sure what Austin was up to but promised she wouldn't ruin his plans. Austin had been different lately. So, she was going to let her guard down and let things play out. She'd avoid sarcasm at all costs and would try to conquer his heart. She was determined to break down his walls, even if it meant being a little submissive.

They made it to the airport high as hell. The car parked next to a Cessna CJ4. Austin got out first and then helped Angelica since she had her roses in hand. They boarded the private jet.

The plane arrived at Dekalb-Peachtree Airport about an hour later. Angelica looked out the window and saw a white Bentley GTC Convertible parked near the red carpet. Inside were another dozen of red roses.

"Thank you for my roses," said Angelica.

"You're welcome."

Austin drove to the Regal Tower on Peachtree Road. It was the tallest and most elaborate high-rise in Buckhead. He owned a three-bedroom, three-bath condo on the forty-second floor with a panoramic view of the city.

When they walked inside, there were dozens of red roses.

"Are you trying to get in my panties?" she asked jokingly.

"Yes."

"Well...it's working."

She set her roses down and threw her arms around him. She melted as they kissed passionately. Being submissive was going to be easy if he kept this up.

Minutes later, he said, "Come on...there are some people I want you to meet."

Austin sent someone a text message before getting on the elevator.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

He took her hand and exited on the ground floor. Despite everything being closed, they continued walking until they saw a white woman with long, blonde hair and a tall, sexy black man standing in front of a store called Sasha Elise.

"Devin Williams!" said a surprised Angelica when she saw him.

"Angelica Zambrano!" said Devin copying her excitement, hugging her.

Angelica was surprised he knew who she was.

"This is my wife, Sasha," said Devin introducing them.

"It's so nice to finally meet you," said Sasha hugging her too.

Devin was Austin's best friend and former NFL colleague. He stood six-one, brown-skinned, slanted brown eyes with a short fade. This 34-year-old wide receiver for Atlanta had a goatee and a devilish smile.

The fashionable, blonde-haired woman was Sasha Vaughn-Williams. She was 32 years old, stood 5'8" with clear blue eyes, a petite frame and a killer smile.

Sasha's boutique, Sasha Elise, carried high-end designer brands along with her own couture and lingerie line. Devin's line was coming soon.

Sasha guided Angelica through the store, selecting items for her special dinner date with Austin. Austin grabbed a couple of things, too. Then, Angelica got ready at Sasha and Devin's place while the fellas went to Austin's.