It's Always Been Briar

Chapter 40.

It's been 3 weeks and 5 days since I have kissed the love of my life. It's been good and it's been bad.

It's been good for my game because all I do is eat, sleep, lift, and play football. I have made some serious gains in the last 3 weeks, so that's nice I guess. I've bumped up from my off-season lean of 235 to 255. Might try to gain a little more, we will see.

It's been good because NFL coaches have been in and out of training since we stepped back onto the field. They seem to like what I'm doing on the field, which is great for my career.

It's been bad because I see Briar at every practice. It's still hard seeing her but not as much as the first week or so. She is not actively avoiding me anymore. She smiles and waves back at me, so that's really nice.

It's been bad because Briar still hasn't talked to me and I just keep replaying the same horrible scenarios over and over again in my head:

1. She is just never going to talk to me.
2. She is going to talk to me and tell me that she regrets everything we had.
3. She is going to talk to me and tell me that it's completely over and we are never getting back together.
4. She is going to talk to me and tell me that she moved on and found someone else.
5. She is going to talk to me and tell me that she can't be with a cheater and then kick me in the balls.

At least most of those situations have her talking to me. Which I am dying for. I just keep reminding myself that she will talk to me when she is ready. So here I am on a Thursday morning. I just finished eating a fuck ton of food after my morning workout. I work out at least once, sometimes twice before we even go to practice.

I just have to keep my mind moving.

I place my dishes in the dishwasher and head for my room to take a shower. We all decided that I could swap my room with the guest room. After what happened in that other room, I didn't really want to be in there anymore.

Looking at my phone as I walk into the hallway, I hear the smallest knock on the door. Wait, was it a knock on the door? I pause for a second and then hear it again.

Yep, that was a knock.

As soon as I open the door, my heart falls out of my asshole.

Briar is here.

Right, I'm seeing this? I blink a few times which makes her giggle a little and she says. 'It's really me, love.'

'Oh my god.' I whisper.

I am completely shocked. Briar is at the door. I am looking at Briar right now.

What do I do?!

I must be taking too long to say anything so she just steps up to me and pulls me in for a kiss! Holy fuck! After the shock of the kiss fades away. I grab her and pull her into me. I kiss her HARD.

'Oh my god.' I moan into her mouth. She is basically climbing up my body so I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. I have no idea what to do now, so I just keep kissing her and close the door.

Do I take her to my room?

The living room?

The kitchen?

I don't know so I just put her against the wall in the hallway. My phone is probably shattered because it's no longer in my hand but it doesn't matter. I am holding something so much more important! Breaking the kiss, I kiss down her jaw to her neck.

'I missed you so much.' She moans as she tries to catch her breath. I lean back and look at her beautiful face.

'Not as much as I missed you, darlin.' I say while panting like I'm out of shape.