She caressed my face and gave me a small smile, her thumb running over my cheekbone gently.
"You're so handsome," she whispered and ducked her head down to capture my lips. I put my hand on the soft skin of her face and let my fingers slide into her hair.
She pulled away and I smirked at her. Her body was on top of mine and we had on no clothes which told me what we had just done. She buried her head in my bare chest and placed a chaste kiss on it.
"Did I hurt you?" I said huskily and pulled her head up so I could meet her brown eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head, "Only a little."
"I'm sorry amour."
She pecked my lips and then my nose. I scrunched it up and she giggled before letting out a dreamy sigh.
"I love you Anto."
I jolted awake and immediately squinted my eyes due to the light that poured in from the window. It was open and the curtains were flowing gently with the wind, the sound of the morning spilling into the room.
I looked down, realizing I had on no shirt. I lifted the white blanket and sighed in relief when I had on my boxers. I peeked at Nicole who was sleeping soundly next to me, and finally noticed that she was holding on to my hand in her sleep.
I smiled softly and gently pulled it away. She stirred a little, but not enough to make me think she would wake up any time soon.
I slipped out of her bed and sighed, I had a slight headache but it would go away with some food. I slipped on the sweats I was wearing yesterday and ditched the shirt. I walked through her clean apartment to the kitchen.
The hardwood floors were cold making me almost fully awake by the time I reached the refrigerator and opened it.
The anticipated blast of cold air came from the appliance as I looked for something to make us both. She had a lot of food, but my cooking skills were very limited.
I let out a breath of frustration, wondering why I hadn't tried to cook before. I closed the door and jumped a foot in the air when I saw Nicole.
She let out a giggle that made a smile stretch on my face. I breathed out my nose and then spoke, "I was going to make us breakfast but my cooking isn't good at all."
She smiled at me and took my place in front of the fridge. She began handing me things and I placed them all on the counter next to the stove.
"I'll just make something Dominican, is that okay?" she asked me, and my shoulder sagged as I listened to her smooth voice.
"Of course."
She got to work on the food and I quickly snuck a picture of her as she rinsed a pan.
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I chewed on my lip, wanting so badly to post it. I decided against it because she wasn't mine, we had only met up a couple of times, and I'm sure she wouldn't want that.
I scrolled through Twitter, and then Instagram, and then finally went to a group chat that my entire team was in.
anto: hey guys
nando: antooooooo how ya doin buddy
carrasco: anto wyd up so early go to sleep
anto: it's ten??????
koke: let the boy live he's probably with a girl
gabi: is this accusation true
I sent them the picture I had just taken and then locked my phone, deciding I would answer the questions tonight at training.
A hot plate was slid in front of me and I looked up at a sheepish Nicole.
"It's just eggs, salami, mangú, and queso frito."
"I'm not that hungry so I'm going to take a shower," she told me after cleaning up and I nodded my head because my mouth was full.
She walked behind me and snaked her arms around my neck. She kissed my bare shoulder and mumbled, "Thank you for last night."
Blood rushed to my cheeks and my ears as she left the kitchen. That was the most sober contact I had gotten from her.
We had talked each time I met up with her, but there was always something distant about her. Hesitant, even.
Maybe last night was what it took for her to trust me. I smiled to myself again, happy that I was making progress with her.
She came back into the kitchen ten minutes later, dressed pretty casually. I had already washed my dish, so I was just waiting on her.
"I have training in a few hours, would you like to come?" I questioned her as I stood up from her island. She pouted, "I have the library to look after. When's your next game?"
My heart leaped at her wanting to come and support me. "Wednesday."
"I'm there," she smiled.
- - -
"Antoine Griezmann you have some explaining to do!" Nando shouted as soon as I stepped foot in the locker room.
"What explaining?" I asked him, acting clueless as eyes watched my walk to my locker.
"Who was the girl cooking for you?" Luciano said from beside me. I peeked down and pulled my shirt off before answering simply.
"She's a friend."
"Ola was my friend and she never cooked for me!" Fernando defended and I rolled my eyes.
"I couldn't cook so she did it for me, is that so hard to believe?" I replied to his statement and pulled on my training shirt.
"A friend, sure," Koke scoffed.
"She looked hot from behind, if she's just a friend let me hit that," Yannick joked and my head snapped over to him.
"Hell no, not in a million years."
"You like her I knew it!" He cheered and I rolled my eyes. I groaned as they encouraged the banter.
"You guys can meet her Wednesday," I told them as we all began filing out of the locker room and towards the pitch.
"Yay! I get to meet Anto's love interest."
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