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 don't have to come with me, I'd prefer if you did. But I understand if you'd rather stay home," Jude explained to Naya as he watched her get ready.
As much as he wanted Naya to come out with him and his teammates, he completely understood if she wanted to hide out inside in the wake of the mess that Anais had created by going on a podcast, claiming Naya's sexual assault as attention seeking and revealing their relationship.
Walking up behind her as she added a layer of lip gloss to her lips, Jude wrapped his hands around her waist and pushed his face into the crease of her neck, breathing her in.
In the following days after the video was released on YouTube, Naya had seen her name mentioned on more blogs and online articles than her entire tennis career so far.
Naturally, people gave their opinions on their pairing, but Jude and Naya had long since established that the only opinions that mattered belonged to them.
"I'm coming with you," Naya smiled softly as she turned around in his arms, wrapping hers around his waist.
After multiple players on Real Madrid's roster were nominated for the prestigious Ballon d'Or Award, the powerhouse club decided to throw a small celebration in their honor, and as a player in serious consideration, Jude was expected to attend.
And as his girlfriend, Naya would be there to support him.
"Thank you, baby," Jude said, kissing her forehead gently. "I appreciate you being by my side through all of this."
"You're welcome, but there's no place else I'd rather be." Naya smiled up at him, love and admiration shining in her eyes.
Lifting Naya onto the bathroom counter, Jude completely ignored the fact that he had just watched her do her makeup as he bowed his head to kiss her, his tongue dancing with hers in a slow, passionate rhythm. Naya's hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer as they lost themselves in each other for a few stolen moments.
Breaking the kiss but keeping their foreheads pressed together, Jude whispered, "If we don't leave soon, I'm going to end up undressing you."
Naya chuckled softly, her cheeks flushed with a mix of desire and amusement. "As tempting as that sounds, we better not keep everyone waiting."
"You're right and the way I've been feeling lately, a quickie won't suffice." Jude said as he reluctantly let go of her.
"How exactly have you been feeling lately?" Naya smirked in amusement.
Jude grinned mischievously, "Like I want to get completely fucking lost in you."
Naya's eyes widened at his bold statement, a spark of excitement igniting within her. "Well, lucky for you, we have all night," she teased, running her fingers through his hair.
With a playful glint in his eyes, Jude helped Naya down from the counter, pulling her body towards his so he could give her another lust-filled kiss.
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