Remember When...?

16.

March 1st, 2019

Game day in Philadelphia. The Sixers were set to take on the Miami Heat, which also happens to be one of the last rodeo's for Dwyane Wade. The things he's done in his career, Ally didn't understand how no one could respect him. He was just that good.

Ally walked around the locker room, hanging up players jersey's and setting up their shoes. The last person she had to set up was Ben. Tomorrow would mark 3 weeks since they've hooked up. They'd seen each other at work, but hadn't really associated. If Ally had to admit, she truly missed the feeling of being in his arms.

Briefly closing her eyes, she thought about his body clashing into hers. Sweat dripping down their bodies. The sound of their moans and groans as they finished one another off. Then the both of them lying in the bed afterwards, nothing but uneven breathing and closeness.

Taking a deep breath, Ally opened her eyes and turned to leave the locker room. Just as she did that, she collided with a person.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled, looking up to see Ben. The color in her face drained. "Oh."

"Heyyyy Ally." He exclaimed teasingly.

"Uh...hi." She responded, her body tensing up at their proximity. It's been a while since she's been this close to him.

"I missed you." He said.

Ally's eyes widened at the revelation.

Missed me? What?, she thought.

"Oh?" Ally asked, shocked at what she was hearing.

"Yeahhh." Ben exclaimed, knowing he had her right where he wanted her. "It's been a long while."

Ally gulped as she realized he was beginning to put the pieces together.

"Have you been avoiding me Ally?" Ben asked, tilting his head to the side.

Ally shook her head quickly. "No. No I haven't."

"Are you sure?" He asked. "Because it seems like you've been breaking a few rules from the deal."

Ally gaped like a fish out of water. How was she going to reply to that?

"You know, Ally?" He exclaimed, taking a step closer to her. His 6'10" figure hovering her. "I don't like liars."

Ben blocked off all of her escape routes, leaving her helpless. He dropped his bag into his cubby, keeping his eyes locked on her. Ally didn't dare to look away from him either.

"I don't know what to do with you." Ben mumbled, eyeing her up and down.

Before Ally could say anything, Ben had tossed her over his shoulder. Instead of protesting like she would have, she just let it happen. She didn't know where they were going, but she knew it had to be somewhere no one would be.

About two minutes later, she was being placed down on something. Perhaps a crate that was used for moving the equipment around. She didn't have time to figure out because as soon as she was sat down, Ben connected his lips to her neck. She hissed as he licked and nibbled on her skin.