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Jeremy wanted to keep the whole date a surprise as he realized that they hadn't done anything that didn't involve football or sports, and he wanted to go the extra mile to surprise her with having an actual romantic date.He looks at Alexandra and says, " I want it to be a surprise. Can I pick you up at about five pm? " Alexandra, who doesn't like surprises, puts on a false grin saying, " I guess that's fine; I'll see you at five then. " She turned, heading into her apartment building as he watched her walk away from his truck; once she was in the building, he drove off to run his errands quickly as possible as he only had about five hours before he would be picking her up for the date.As he's getting his errands done, his phone rings as he looks at his phone; he rolls his eyes at who is calling, Tommy Pelaratti; he regrettably answers the phone, " What do you want, Tommy? " Thinking about Tommy was like thinking about the joys of a root canal. The guy dripped sleaze, somewhere betw
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Before she can finish up her hair and make-up, her apartment intercom buzzes, she figures it was Jeremy but had to be sure. She answers the intercom to found out that it was indeed Jeremy, she buzzes in him, telling him to just let himself as she goes to finish up. She apologizes when she hears him come in while shutting the door. He informs her that was alright that he was a few minutes early that there wasn't a set time. Alexandra told him to make himself at home while she finished. He looked around and was quite surprised by how nice her apartment was. It looked like it was straight out of a home decor magazine. the clean contemporary furniture and modern art complimented by a few plants here and there. The more however he looked around, he noticed a lack of personal items. There were very few pictures, those that did sit about the room looked old and worn. She comes out as Jeremy gets off of the couch, hearing her footsteps coming from the hall. " I appreciat
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The morning sun drenched the 1893 French chateau with its golden hues, painting its rustic charm in a soft, ethereal glow. Jeremy, his eyes tracing the ornate ceiling of his bedroom. Beside him, Alexandra slept peacefully, her dreams filled with the adrenaline of the game she loved.A sigh escaped from Jeremy as he gently extracted himself from the warmth of the sheets, not wanting to wake Alexandra. He was a grizzled veteran of the football field, but this, waking up with Alexandra in his arms, was a different game altogether, one he was still learning to navigate. The tough exterior he had built over the years softened in the presence of her quiet strength. In the kitchen, he brewed coffee, the aroma filling the grand house, a scent that Alexandra had come to associate with the start of her day. Jeremy was already at the breakfast bar, the morning paper spread out before him, when she walked in, her hair tousled, eyes still heavy with sleep." Morning,
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The Stutler Bowl Stadium hummed with anticipation. The season opener of the Women's Football League, the Denver Outlaws versus the Mississippi Cottonmouths, was a clash of titans. For the Outlaws, it was more than just a game; it was a statement of intent, a chance to start the season on a high note.Alexandra, the Outlaws' star linebacker and the WFL's Defensive Player of the Year for the past three years, was a force to contend with. Her reputation had been built on hard-hitting performances and the Cottonmouths had felt her presence before. This game was no different. Alexandra was everywhere, intercepting passes, making key tackles, and leading the defense like a seasoned general. It was a performance that set her on track for a record-breaking year.On the sidelines, Jeremy, a Colorado native and a legend in the state for his own college football exploits, was making his coaching debut. The former Colorado University quarterback had led his team to back-to-bac
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Jeremy lay awake in the silent darkness of Sunday night, his thoughts whirling around the imminent decision he had to make. Hillis' suspension bore down heavily on him, the ticking clock giving him just two days to shape the course of the player's future. As sleep finally beckoned and his thoughts began to blur, the familiar nightmare crept in. It had started when he embarked on the grueling journey of rehabbing his injury and had persisted up until Alexandra unintentionally sparked the embers of his love for the game. The realization that his recurring torment had started to wane since rekindling his passion had not dawned on him, a connection hidden even to them both.The nightmare was a replay of his rookie year's first play in the preseason game, a moment that would mark the end of his playing career. He had always possessed an uncanny ability to read defenses like an open book. In his dream, he saw the defense setting up an overload blitz cover 2. With a quic
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