#1 In the Company of a Stranger (A fanfic-complete)

All My Vivid Dreams

Who Knew, ChloexHalle

The next morning I woke up to a warm heaviness lying on my chest. A deep sexy moan vibrated between my breasts as two hard muscular arms wrapped tighter around my waist preventing me from moving away.

Not that I wanted to move away.  The soft warmth of the sleeping breath against my skin was nice. It would have been even better if my head didn't throb from a terrible hangover.

I was definitely in Odell's enormous master bedroom. I had never been in here before, but I knew automatically this was his space.  It was just how I imagined.  His wild blonde curly head rest between my breasts like they were his own personal pillows. He mumbled in protest as I tried again to move out from underneath him. "Five more minutes Cas... please."

As soon as I stopped moving, he settled back into his spot on top of me comfortably like this was where he was always supposed to be... on my chest early in the morning, our bodies intertwined together. I looked over at the clock. It was 630am. Gently I whispered, running my fingers through his hair. "You were supposed to be up an hour ago O."

It was Monday morning. I couldn't believe I allowed myself to just fall into Odell's bed especially after he ruined my date with Mike and his mother was so unfriendly to me at his game.  But my body had been asking for this for weeks. And all of a sudden after going so long without even knowing he existed, Odell Beckham Jr was literally everywhere I looked. His face was plastered all over the city, and with the football season about to start, he was literally on my television screen every five minutes of the day. He was in my dreams every night, and on my door step every morning. He just would not leave me alone, not even on a date. So I finally had to admit that I really didn't mind having him around. In fact, I really wanted him around.  And I hated to see him go.  So I just let the moment happen. As expected, Odell did not disappoint. I was exhausted and sore the next morning from having fun all night, so now I had no interest in getting up. Apparently, neither did he.

I kissed the top of his head. "Come on O. We gotta get up."

Odell lifted his head, letting his bearded chin rest on my chest and touching my face with his fingers tenderly. "When's your first appointment Cas?"

"Not til this afternoon. Why?"

"So you can come work out with me." Odell smiled slyly. The look in his eyes told that he was not ready to let me go either.

"Oh no thank you." I shook my head quickly. I still hadn't fully recovered from our last little jog. "Going to your first game of the season was enough for the week."

"Yeah but you didn't get to see me do anything." Odell whined. He started nibbling on my neck, causing me to giggle as he tickled me with his beard. "Come on Cas, you been talking about how you use to run and getting back into it. Come out and run with me on the track."

"Ok I may have exaggerated a bit. I barely ran for one year in high school. Odell, I was literally shit at anything athletic back then. And I'm really out of shape now babe."

"No excuse. Besides, I owe you an ass whooping woman." Odell cut his eyes at me. He clearly was trying to pick something he knew without a doubt he was going to be better at. He had been salty ever since Nylah and I tied with him and TJ in the "spades tournament" Odell insisted on having a few days ago.  It had been on his mind ever since we beat him and Ben soundly on the plane to Miami. I had a near perfect memory when it came to numbers and I could count cards. More importantly, Odell and his friends sucked at spades. But Odell had to be the worst loser I've ever met. He played to win at any cost.  ANY COST.  And the shit talking got a bit aggressive. Little did he know I just let him have the tie, so I wouldn't have to hear about it anymore. So much for that idea.