It's The Way You Look At Me Ch. 15

"You can forget about Oakland," I hissed.

"I'll make a note of that," he chuckled.

"What about Tampa?" I asked. "That would be cool since it's close to where I grew up."

"You don't want anything to do with Tampa Owen," he said quickly. "It would be a nice story but that's about all it would be is a nice story. If you hated losing in New York, you're going to hate losing in Tampa just as much."

"Why?"

"Ownership sucks Owen," he said flatly. "They have a coaching carousel down there. They don't have a line to protect you, they have one decent receiver, no running backs, and I couldn't tell you anyone on defense but the one guy that I work for. Until they actually take winning seriously, I'd stay way far away from them. The only thing you are going to get out of Tampa is being on somebody else's highlight reel."

"Since you put it that way," I sighed. "Where should I go then?"

"Miami is the place to go. They had three different quarterbacks start last season so they don't have a clear starter. They have a pretty good line, good receivers, an up and coming back, and the defense plays very well. Hell, with all the change at quarterback they still almost made the playoffs."

"The coaches are good. The system they run fits your style of play. You're not the classic, drop back, pocket passer like New York is trying to make you. They use boot legs and quarterback movement to create angles and passing lanes. It's right up your alley and you will only excel if you get into that type of system."

"The city itself is a great place to be too. You have South Beach, the malls, and lots of fashion for Jamie. The real estate is top notch, the weather is perfect, and the fans are very loyal. Now I'm not saying that you will end up in Miami, it's just something I can think of from the top of my head. You have to give me the green light to send my feelers out there and see what is really out there."

"Is there any way I can stay in New York?" I asked. "Jamie has her job up there, I've got a place up there, I've got friends up there. It would be a huge change to move anywhere from there. Jamie and I are finally at a place in our lives where we are really, really happy and I don't want to change a whole lot."

"Look, I know it's hard and it's going to be a big change but I think this could be a very good change. It would get you out of New York and put you on a team that needs just that one last piece of the puzzle to really compete for a championship. New York is nice but let's face it, they are aging and they have a lot of cap issues. They won't get good for at least five more years if they play their cards right and start rebuilding now. You don't want to wait five years to even complete for a title. I hate to play the devil's advocate but...what if the what if happens? The average career for a player is about six years. You don't want to spend the next five playing for nothing. Get on a team that has a chance now."

I sighed long and hard now as I thought.

"Owen, I get this all the time. You're a smart kid but you aren't thinking like the owners think. This is a business. No matter how it looks on TV or on paper, it's not a game. It's a business and they are going to make a business move whether you want them to or not. I get you like it there because you have everything going for you right now, but you have to stop thinking like you are in college and think like a business man."

"He's not getting traded. At least I can't imagine him getting traded. With his lack luster season last year, his off the field comments about the team, his age, and his contract that he would take with him if he were traded, it just doesn't look good. If I was an owner or GM, I wouldn't even consider touching him. You on the other hand, you had a great season given what you had to work with. You've got a great football IQ and played with more poise than your experience shows. You're something a team is looking for. I'd get out while the getting is good. Otherwise they might just say sorry kid, it's just the nature of the business and see you later. Then what do you do?"

I sighed again. "I guess go ahead and explore my options. I don't know how I'm going to break it to Jamie. She got her career off to a great start but this is going to put a damper on that. I can't see her staying in New York while I'm somewhere else. We have already fought that battle and are done with it. Plus, I just asked her to marry me."

"You did?" he cheered. "Congratulations Owen. I figured that was coming sooner or later."

"Yeah," I smiled. "We have been busy planning everything out."

"That's another thing you have to think about then," he said. "You and Jamie are getting hitched, you know what happens next don't you? You guys are going to start a family."

"Yeah, eventually we will," I chuckled.

"So she can't be traveling forever," he offered. "Somebody is going to have to focus on raising a family. With you playing, you can't be there all the time."

"We planned for that already. She was going to step away from traveling once we got married and the season started. She was just going to stay in New York and work from there."

"You get a new deal and it secures your future," he said. "That's one less thing you'd have to worry about in the future."

"I suppose you're right," I sighed.

"You're going to be ok Owen," Phil said confidently. "You are going to go someplace with more opportunity and sign a big deal next year and make more money than you ever thought possible. You just have to get through the uncertainness of moving and you will be just fine. You are a great athlete and the sky is the limit for you. Don't be stuck on New York. Take the opportunity and the experience and learn from it."

"I guess so," I sighed. "I kind of feel...let down in some way. Like they don't want me or something."

"It's business Owen," Phil said again. "But use that as motivation to improve and play with a chip on your shoulder. Show them they made a mistake by trading you."

"Well," I smiled now. "If I do go to Miami I would get to play them twice a year."

"Alright," he laughed a little. "Listen, I have one more thing I'd like to run by you if you don't mind?"

"I'm listening."

"I know a guy who has worked with some of the big names in the sport to develop them more for playing in the pros. I'm not saying you are a bad player, I'm just saying he can elevate your game and bring you from good to better to maybe elite if you give him a chance. You have the mental aspect of the game down pretty well. You decipher defenses better than I have ever seen for such a young player. You have intangibles that GMs look for when they try to find a future player. The only thing you need to continue to improve on is your footwork and your mechanics. This guy will find a comfortable set up for you and get you comfortable with it. It will only elevate your game to the next level if you give him a chance."

"Where do I sign up?" I asked.

"I'll give him a call and see what he has. But...you would have to spend a month or so of your time with him. It wouldn't be go and visit him for a day and then go home to do whatever it is that you do. It's a commitment if you do it. I'm throwing a lot at you but it's an investment that will pay off."

"I'm willing to commit if it means I'll have a better chance at running the show and not watching the show," I replied.

"That's what I like to hear Owen. I'll give him a call here in a few minutes and get you in. Then I'll call New York and let them know you are willing to be traded. Then I'll call around and see what teams are interested in you. It might be tomorrow before I call back but I'll get back with you. I've got a lot of other stuff happening right now."

"Just don't send me to Oakland Phil," I joked. "I don't think Jamie would like that very much."

"I'll make sure you don't end up there," he chuckled.

"So, when's the big day and what should I get you guys?"

"The first week in June. Just bring yourself, I don't need anything."

"Is this my official invite?" he chuckled.

"It's going to be in the mail here shortly. I have to make a call and get the wedding site squared away before I print out the invitations."

"You're really going to invite me?" he asked.

"Well, yeah. Why wouldn't I? I don't just consider you my agent, I consider you my friend too."

"Well...friend," he chuckled. "I'll look for the invitation and I'll get on the search to find you a new home."

"Thanks phil."

"We will be in touch Owen. If not today then tomorrow."

I hung up the phone and sighed to myself. Here we go again, life is pulling us in different directions all over again.

*

Jamie and I both got up early the next morning. We were both in the living room laying on the floor doing our own morning routines for workouts. I was doing pushups, sit-ups and some stretching. She was on the floor next to me stretching and doing some yoga to relax herself. I hadn't said anything about the phone call from Phil yet. In my mind I knew my time in New York was all but over but I still had hope that maybe it would work out somehow.

I had just finished a set and I was resting on the floor looking over at Jamie. She smiled at me softly as she pushed herself from the floor and arched her back hard, forming a bridge with her body. The years of dance and cheer still left her body more than flexible. She curled her body around and could almost stick her head between her legs at her feet. She held the pose and smiled at me as I watched her.

I glanced at her face and returned her smile before looking a little higher to her cunny. The tight boy shorts she wore right now clung to her cunny and made a defined outline of her middle. I looked for a minute before she pushed her feet up to the ceiling and started doing a handstand with little effort. She held the pose for a moment before she twirled around and gently returned to the floor on her tummy.

I watched her as she lay there for just a moment. I followed the soft curves of her body down to her ass. The way it stuck off her body was tantalizing at the moment. It was this perfect curve of flesh that pushed away and stuck out so perfectly. Of course she noticed I was looking and arched her back just a little to push it out further. I looked at it for another moment before I rolled to my stomach and got ready for another set of pushups.

She smiled and tried to copy me now. We went up and down together for about twenty before she started to slow down and I pulled ahead of her. I continued on as she stopped and rested on her tummy again. I did about fifty in that set before I stopped and rolled to my back. I lifted my legs up and held them before starting some butterfly kicks. She quickly rolled over and followed my lead and did them with me.

We finished then rested again. There was still this playfulness between us as we lay there. She smiled at me with her perfect smile and giggled a little when I blew her a kiss. She rolled on her side as I lay there and watched her. She started lifting her one leg in the air until it was stretched vertical. My eyes darted to the gap between her legs as she did. I couldn't quite see what was between but I let my imagination fill in the blanks.

"Perv," she sassed.

"I know," I chuckled.

She rolled over to do the other leg now. I still watched as she lifted. Her boy shorts pulled tight against the center and hugged her cheeks just right. I was tempted to roll over and touch her right in between but I resisted for now. I turned over and got ready to do more pushups. I started again as she rolled over and watched me.

"Show off," she teased.

"You do just fine for a girl," I offered.

"Yeah, yeah," she giggled again.

"Get on my back please."

"You have to get twenty out of this one," she ordered.

"Shouldn't be a problem," I smiled.

She rested her body on my back and gripped my chest as I started. Her weight wasn't hard to lift but it added a little extra strain. I did ten easily then slowed to really stress my body by going slow. I reached nineteen before she tickled my sides and made me drop to the floor. We both lay there laughing as she continued to tickle me.

"Cheater," I chuckled.

"I know," she giggled.

She pressed her weight on my body again and kissed my neck. Her wet little kiss sent a chill down my spine as she did. I just lay there with a smile on my face as she kissed my neck wetly to tease me.

"I love you," she whispered.

I turned now until I was on my back. She rolled with me until she was face to face with me. Her nails lightly scratched my chest as she lowered herself down until my mouth found hers. It was a tender kiss now. She giggled between kisses as our tongues traced each other's. My hands started running the length of her body until I was at her hips. I felt the little points on her sides before my hands cupped her ass and gave it a firm squeeze.

I slipped my fingers inside her panties and cupped her ass skin to skin. She let out a growl as my fingers traced her lips. I felt her wetness as I teased the soft flesh between her legs. She giggled into my kiss before she pulled away and looked at me with her smile.

"I'm wet," she said seductively.

"You don't say," I teased.

"Umm hmm," she growled.

"Take your panties off and I will see what I can do about that," I smiled.

"You take them off," she sassed.

We both rolled now as she shrilled with laughter. She was on her back with me between her legs. I sat on my heels and gripped her panties and started to pull them from her body. She yielded and lifted her ass off the floor to let me take them. I rolled them from her legs and tossed them aside before looking at her cunny. It was already wet as the pink folds parted slightly. I looked back at her face as I started to slide my shorts off my hips. She chewed her bottom lip as I tossed them to the floor next to her panties.

"Come on," I said standing.

She reached for my hands and let me pull her from the floor. I picked her up once she was standing and held her. She wrapped her arms and legs around my body. She climbed higher into my grip as I pointed my cock to her cunny. My head opened her pink folds and as she slowly let her body drop. I slipped in so easily now as she held my body and let me fill her.

I adjusted my grip so my arms were under her legs and holding her up. It opened her up more and let me sink just a little deeper into her cunny. She trusted me completely and let me hold her. Her hands cupped my face and pulled me into her kiss. She had a little more passion behind her kiss now. Her tongue dug deeper into my mouth as my hips turned and pressed into her. Little whimpers slipped from her mouth as my cock touched her end with each turn of my hips. I turned us now and started moving us towards the couch.

I leaned with her and gently set her on the couch. She pulled her legs to her chest and opened herself up more for me. I leaned my body down so I could saw into her quicker. I slipped in and out of her quickly as she whimpered below me. I smiled down at her as she closed her eyes and let the pleasure run through her body. I loved that look on her face. The way her nose wrinkled and her mouth hung open as I pressed so deep into her cunny.

Her hips started to turn against my cock now with more urgency. I drove into her faster until she was just about to start before I pulled out. I quickly slipped my fingers into her cunny and curled them around to touch her spot. She panted loudly as she started to cum hard. Her wetness flooded my hand as I curled my fingers in her cunny. I could feel it leaking from her as I slowed just a little and let her thrash around on the couch.

White wetness leaked from her as I slipped my fingers from her. I smiled at her as she lay there panting hard trying to recover. She gave her seductive smile at me before she turned from the couch. She was on her knees next to me leaning on the couch. Her ass was pushed out and waiting for me to take her from behind.

I quickly moved behind her and opened her up. My cock found her quickly and slipped back into her. Her cunny gripped me tightly but was soaking wet at the same time. I changed my stance and stood on my feet but leaned over her body. She gasped at how far I was pushed into her now. She arched her back harder and brought it higher off the couch.

I pushed into her hard and fast. My hips banged into her ass and made it ripple with perfection. There was a chorus of whimpers and moans as we both started fucking each other now. I dropped off my feet as I felt myself closing in on release. I leaned down her body and kissed her neck. I loved the feel of her skin against mine.

I placed these wet kissed on her neck as she growled her sexual growl. My hips pressed myself deep into her as I felt myself start to release. She wasn't far behind and started flooding me as I flooded her. We both gasped one last time before I rested against her back and held her. I could feel her smiling as I lay there for a moment and basked in the afterglow of release.

She turned her head and looked back at me. This perfect and content smile on her face as she looked at me. I kissed her softly before I pulled free and stood now. She climbed to her feet and took me into her arms.

"I love you Owen. How could I ask for more?"

"I know I couldn't," I smiled.

She smiled at me again and kissed me once more before she slipped away.

"Can you get breakfast started so I can get ready?"

"Sure baby," I said.

I started cooking as she got ready. By the time she was dressed I had everything ready for her and waiting. She joined me at the table and started digging in.

"Phil called me yesterday," I sighed.

"Yeah, and?"

I sighed hard. "I'm probably going to be traded."

"Traded? To where?"

"I don't know yet. He is looking into it."

"Why?"

"Business," I sighed. "That's what he says anyway. He says the team needs to free up some cap room so I'm on the list."

"But you don't make that much money," she said quickly. "How is trading you going to help?"

"Phil seems to think I'm going to be the starter this season. Next year he will ask for more money since I would deserve that if I do well. There wouldn't be enough cap space to fund two high dollar quarterbacks so there choices are to trade me now or trade the other guy. He seems to think that nobody will want him so I'm the one who has to go."

"That seems kind of shitty," she hissed.

"I know," I sighed. "It just sucks. We have everything going for us and now this. Why can't life just be simple for us? Why does it always want to test us?"

"To see how strong we really are," she said quoting me.

I sighed again. "Maybe I should just stick it out in New York so you don't have to be without me. So what if I don't make a million dollars?"

"Because you deserve it if you are worth it," she smiled softly.

"I said my life was with you. We have a life in New York. I don't want to change that."

"And I said I would quit if you got the job," she said quickly. "Maybe it's time I hold up my end of the deal."

"But you are already stepping down from traveling as it is. I don't want you to give it up all together."

"I'm not staying in New York without you Owen. If I have to quit then I have to quit. Us, me and you, is the most important thing in my life right now. The money, the job, where we live, it doesn't mean anything to me without you with me."

"I know," I sighed.

"Do you know anything other than they want to trade you? Do they know where you are going?"

"Nothing yet. He should be calling today to let me know."

"Let's see what happens from there Owen. Then we can worry about it then. I'm not staying in New York without you. So if you go then we go."

"I just hate that you have to make that choice. You enjoy what you do and I enjoy going with you."