For 24-year-old tennis player Naya Morgan, all that glittered certainly wasn't gold. In her relentless pursuit of victory, she had strayed far from the joy of simply playing the game she loved.
Naya's life takes an unexpected turn when she crosses p...
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"You're such a baby," Naya smiled softly as she continued to gently move the tips of her fingers over the contours of Jude's face, straddling his lap as he melted against her touch.
"I'm not, what you're doing feels good," Jude all but hummed in contentment, his voice completely relaxed as he closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of Naya's delicate touch. The warmth of her body pressed against his, creating a sense of intimacy that he craved from her. Naya's presence was like a soothing balm to his soul, easing away all the tension and stress that had been weighing him down over the last few days.
Following England's loss in the European Championship, Jude worked hard to stay away from the expected harsh criticism and mistreatment that he knew would come from fans and the opposing team.
After departing from national football duty, he made his way back to Madrid in search of a little peace and clarity after such an emotionally draining tournament.
Naya, noticing the lingering shadows in Jude's eyes despite his relaxed state, leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear. "You've been through a lot, haven't you?" she murmured, her voice filled with empathy.
Jude nodded, feeling grateful for Naya's understanding without him having to spell out his struggles. With her, he didn't have to put on a brave face or pretend everything was fine. She saw through his facade and offered him comfort without judgment.
Pressing a kiss to the stubbled skin of his jaw, Naya whispered, "it's easier said than done, but you don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, Jude." Her words were like a gentle caress, and he felt a sense of relief wash over him.
As they sat in a comfortable silence, Jude realized how much he needed this moment of respite, of being cared for without any expectations.
With a contented sigh, Jude wrapped his arms around Naya, pulling her close as they stayed intertwined in a cocoon of warmth and understanding.
"I'm going to make something for dinner," Naya whispered softly into his ear as she went to remove herself from Jude's lap, only for him to tighten his hold on her, not ready to let go of the comfort she provided.
"Stay with me a little longer," Jude murmured, his voice filled with a rare vulnerability. Naya smiled, her eyes reflecting warmth and affection.
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