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The Season Opener 1
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Heather rolls her eyes in the passenger seat of the car as Alexandra is waiting for an answer, then says, “ How long have you known me? I’ve seen you in relationships before, and I see how he looks at you. As well as, you didn’t sleep in your room last night, but you slept in his room. You can’t deny it because I went to your room this morning while you were apparently working out, and you weren’t there. The bed was completely made, just how it was like when I checked both rooms and tried out the beds. “ Alicia, in the back seat turning white as she fears that Heather knew her secret, speaks up a little sheepishly, “ I I didn’t know that; I thought you were in your room. I’m happy for you, regardless. “Alexandra looking in the rearview mirror seeing Alicia looking white as a ghost, says to her, “ Are you alright? You look like you don’t feel good? “Alicia struggles to reply as she replies, “ Umm ya-yeah, I’m fine. I just may have had a few too many last night. I might have a hangov
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Jeremy heads to the Cannibals bench and then to the VIP room to change as the coin toss was going down. He puts the top hat on the table and starts to undress. He hangs up the outfit after putting it in the suit bag, then decides to take a quick shower door as he worked up a sweat in the Ringleader outfit, and he wants to be clean and smelling fresh for Alexandra. After the shower and getting dressed, he took the suit bag to his office, then locked the office before heading to the owner’s box. With a big grin on his face walking into the owner’s box, Jeremy says, “ What did I miss? “ Alexandra chuckles as she says, “ Just a clown parading around in a Ringleader outfit on the field. “ Lloyd starts to laugh before saying, “ I really like this young lady. You need to keep this one; she’s good for you, keeping you honest. By the way, you need to do something about that coach of yours. He’s not going to be good for the league or for the image of your team. “ Jeremy sighs as he replies,
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Alexandra entered the visiting owner’s box, and she was welcomed by jubilant conversation and lively banter. However, she was in no mood. “ You. “her voice bombed over the sound of laughter as the whole team paused to see whom she was addressing. The tall redhead's finger was leveled on Alicia, “ I said you, with me, now. We need to talk. “ Next, her gaze fell to Heather, “ You too, ‘cause I need a witness.”An echo of whispers filled the room as various other players commented, “ Man, I’m glad I’m not her. “ and “ Well, it was nice knowing her. “ “ What is wrong with you? “Alicia hissed, her ears bright red from being called out. Alex had eyes of fire as she yanked her friend into a nearby Conference room. “ Don’t you start with me! What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you! Jumping some old man’s bones! “ “ Whoa, pump the brakes! Alicia did what now? “ Heather interjected. Now all eyes fell on Alicia, who stood pale with clenched fists. “ What I do is not your business, and i
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Jeremy had to find Alexandra and try to mend things with her as he realized his mistake. He goes to his suite box, but she wasn’t there; then he looks over at the visiting team’s box, and there’s no one in the suite. He could and would search through the whole stadium to find her, but he wanted to talk to her before halftime was over, and there wasn’t much time left till the second half started with about eight minutes left and counting down. He gets his phone from his hip clip and begins to text her:[ I know you’re upset and understandably so. I know I messed up and I would like to talk to you before halftime to reconcile my mistake. Please tell me where you are and I will meet you there to talk. ]There was a brief pause, and the phone beeped back with the return message. Jeremy checked quickly, his hopes slightly dashed.[Yeah, I am, but I’m cooling down, so I don’t think talking right now is a good idea. We can discuss it after the game. I’ll meet you in the conference room after
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Alexandra closes her eyes for a quick second, taking a deep breath to collect her thoughts and what she wants to do. She had to remind herself that this wasn’t the same situation that had happened almost twenty years ago and that she should give him a chance because she hadn’t told him why she has issues with alcohol, but she wasn’t going to deal with him tonight. She had to think of a plan to make sure she would be able to sneak out without seeing him due to the autograph obligation; she knew that she had texted him that she’d meet him in the conference room, but she doesn’t deal with people who are intoxicated as a rule; she’d deal with him tomorrow when he’s sober. In the meantime, she was going to enjoy the rest of the game with her friends and team on Jeremy’s dime. Lloyd seems to have finally got Jeremy to be leveled and centered. They watch the end of the game and watch Terrell make himself look foolish because of his interactions with the fans, the team partners, the referees
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The text is from Alexandra that says:[I’ve already left, heading to Linger with the team. I just don’t feel like talking about this tonight. I’m not mad I just need some time with my team. I’ll talk to you soon, have a good night ]Jeremy is disappointed after reading the text, but he understands. He’s going to give her the space that she’s asking for. He calls Linger and gives them card info for the Denver Outlaws meal plus a 30% gratuity for a tip. He walks around the coliseum to make sure that all employees and fans have all gone. There were just a few employees that were packing up the team store. He tells them to go home, they’ll be paid as if they stayed, and he’d finish up packing up the store, then put the bins in storage. He enjoyed the quiet, being alone as he worked; it helped him process his thoughts and distracted him from his feelings. Not that he didn’t want to have any feelings; he just was too busy to be depressed as he wanted to amend things with Alexandra.A coupl
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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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