Toodles, My Poodles!

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"Good evening, Miss. Vita!" Graham greeted me in his usual cheery voice as he opened the doors for me. "You look ravishing!"

"No way, ho zay!" I responded gleefully, pulling at the fabric of my dress. I was wearing one of my old baby blue colored sundresses and tan leather embellished sandals. I didn't even bother touching the mess of curls on my head because it was just one of those days where no matter how much product I put into my locks, they would put up one hell of a fight. "You're just as sweet as can be, Graham!"

"Shall I call your driver 'round?" He asked as he nodded to a couple who started walking up the steps. I let him open and close the door for them before responding.

"No, that won't be necessary. My friend is actually picking me up." I said. "He should be here any minute now."

Teddy should be here any minute now, to be more specific.

Butterflies actively fluttered their little wings inside my stomach. Ever since I invited Teddy to the USA vs. Tunisia game, we've pretty much been inseparable. It was the strangest thing! We clicked almost immediately. He caught on to my sarcastic humor pretty quick and I enjoyed his snark just as much. The guy had impeccable taste in clothes, music, sports, and even movies. It was impossible not to like the guy.

The other thing I liked about Teddy was his punctuality. After the whole thing with Harry, I thought the remainder of my stay in London would be impossible. I was feeling pretty badly about things, especially myself. My self-esteem plummeted and I contemplated never leaving my hotel again. But then Teddy came along and changed everything. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. We spent every day together. Sometimes at his place, sometimes at mine. When he had work, we'd meet up for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We even attended some more Olympic games, which was an essentially game in itself because I had to sneak Teddy into a lot of games that weren't basketball--thankfully, I've made a few friends with security who've "let it slide". He was the best--and cutest!--distraction a gal could ask for.

As Graham and I were discussing the weather and how lovely it was to have one full day without rain, Teddy and his incredibly shiny Lexus pulled up to the entrance. I looked down at my phone to see it was 10:00 pm on the dot. Right on time.

Teddy ducked down from the driver's seat to offer me a smile through the window. I waved excitedly back, hopping down the steps quickly.

I could hear Graham making a 'tsk tsk' sound of disapproval as he followed me down the steps.

"A gentleman never just sits in his car and waits for the Lady to get in, Miss. Vita." He frowned in Teddy's direction before opening the car door for me. 

I gave Graham a grateful smile, knowing not to argue him on that one. Graham must know that chivalry is a dying trait amongst my generation, but I appreciated the sentimental gesture regardless. In that aspect, he reminded me of a lot of Grandpa Gene.

"Thank you, Graham," I replied, slipping into the passenger seat of Teddy's Lexus.

"Enjoy your evening." He nodded at me, ignoring Teddy's friendly wave as he closed the door shut behind me.

"Ah, so that's the infamous Graham," Teddy observed before turning to me. His smile got even wider when he looked me up and down. He reached over and slipped his hand under my hair before resting his palm against the nape of my neck. My skin tingled. "Well fuck me, Miss. Spoelstra. You look positively sexy tonight."

"Oh stawp. You're gonna make me blush." I rolled my eyes, reaching over the console to kiss him. His hand held onto my neck tighter, making sure the kiss lingered. When I pulled away, I felt dizzy. That was the fourth time I kissed Teddy and every time the kiss ended, I felt faint. He had such lovely lips.

"I'm about this close to skipping the party entirely and taking you right back to mine." Teddy winked twice and clicked his tongue at the same time.

"As much as I'd love to do that," I started as I pulled back from the console and stretched the seat belt over my body. "I haven't seen the guys or Sophia literally in forever. They'll come after us with pitchforks if we don't at least make an appearance."

Teddy sighed, driving us out of the Langham hotel and onto the main road. 

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