Unconditionally (Stephen Curry & Klay Thompson)
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  • Reads 187,655
  • Votes 3,582
  • Parts 39
  • Time 2h 41m
Complete, First published Feb 12, 2014
This is a story about two girls who get to meet their favorite NBA players,Stephen Curry and Klay Thompson. 

Stephan Curry just got out of a divorce, he meets Bri, who is different than all the other girls he has met. She doesn't care who he is, even though she reallly admires him. 
 
Klay Thompson meets Celina, Bri's best friend. She is very sweet and always has a smile on her face. Klay just got out of a long relationship but ended bad. He has an interest on Celina, but his past is always there. Would they end up together?
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39 parts Complete Mature

"Wait!" Stephen called and I puffed out a breath. I stopped but didn't face him, weighing out my options. I could keep going and head home or I could hear him out. Heavy foot steps were heard behind me until I felt a hand on my waist, whipping me around. His apple green eyes scanning me. "I want coffee" he leaned down whispering in my ear. 'Yeah! And I want your head buried between my legs!!' I thought to myself, looking at him like he was half crazy. Is he confused? "Well Steph I'm sure they have coffee here somewhere. I mean it is a grocery store..." I dryly told him. "No, you're misunderstanding me." He pulled my body closer, wrapping both warm arms around my waist. Everything felt right about what was happening, I felt safe in his embrace. His hold was inviting, strong, and protective. Felt like, home. "I want coffee at your kitchen table, after I've explored ever fucking inch of your body.."He kissed my neck so my eyes fluttered shut. Was this real? Did I hear him correctly? "Do you understand?" Stephen asked brushing a calloused thumb over my bottom lip. "Regular or Decaf?" I spoke breathlessly. This man is going to be the death of me. Stephen is just a postman in an over privileged neighborhood.