It was a regular Saturday night at Las Vegas' casino.
People's life's changed there. For the better or worst.
You were at the casino lounge by your self just to see what it was since you were on vacation.
You were by yourself until these guys came over and they all looked bulk.
You made eye contact with one of them and he was so scrumptious. He held it with you until you looked away.
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"You mind if we sit here" one of them asked.
"Sure it's just me anyways." You said.
It was several of them.. Soon as all of them sat down the waiter came over asking them if they'd like anything..
Seems as if they have special treatment.. like you been there and nobody asked you for nun..
And she still didn't like were you invisible to her or sum. But you kinda ate before you got there. BUT THE AUDACITY!
So actually one of the guys ordered. The eye who couldn't take his eyes off you ealier. Once he actually spoke you noticed him more and you saw he was to die for. He was so sexy and handsome. You and him had made eye contact and he looked away with a confined but still visible smirk.
Once the waiter finished she said "enjoy your meal Mr. Qb" and that's when it all clicked. THIS WAS A WHOLE ASS FOOTBALL TEAM.
You became a bit tense..
"Um may I have a glass of root beer" you asked with a crack in your voice which made some of the men giggle and surely Mr blue eyes and pearly whites giggled.
Once that happened most of the team went to go play games and once they all left it was just me and him.
I looked up at him to see him already staring at me with his mouth slightly open.
"Hey." He said with his raspy voice.
"Hi." You said.
"You new around here?" Or vacation" he asked.
"Just vacation, you know" you said becoming more confident.
"I notices that lovely accent that you got" he chuckled.
"Preciate it" you said trying to be nonchalant.
He bit his lip and nodded his head.
Soon they came out with his foot and you drink.
He tore his food up. But after all he is a football player.
You had no intentions with futhering the situation with him. Rejection was still a thing. He could of just been being friendly...
"So who ya here with your husband" he asked seriously looking down at his food before looking up at you again.
"OH no I'm not married" you said with a slight giggle.
