Deflected

Deflected

By:  M.E. Carter  Completed
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de·flected: When an object changes direction after hitting something, or the cause to deviate from an intended purpose. See examples Tiffany and Rowen Flanigan: After surviving the biggest sex scandal to rock major league soccer, the Flanigan’s are finally living the dream. They’re newlyweds, have great friends, and are both making names for themselves in their respective careers. They have goals for their future and big plans on how to make it all happen. But when a new and unexpected development suddenly arises, Tiffany and Rowen realize all those carefully made plans are about to become irrelevant. Things will never be the same when their lives are deflected. Contains explicit content and is recommended for ages 18+. Deflected is created by M.E. Carter, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

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Chapter 1: Tiffany, Part 1

VOLUME FOUR: DEFLECTEDSomething jars me from my sleep, but I'm comfortable enough, I don't care to figure out what it is. The air in the room is cool, but the body behind me is warm. The contrast in temperatures is perfect, so I snuggle right back down into my pillows and doze off.Until I'm jarred from my sleep. Again."Why the hell is your phone going off at the butt crack of dawn?" Rowen's voice sounds groggy and muffled from the blankets."It's not that early. It's" - I lean over to look at the clock - "8:06. Okay, yeah. That's early."He pulls me back down for more snuggles. "Stop moving. I'm comfortable."I let him resituate us, my little spoon fitting perfectly against his big spoon. I love sleeping next to him. He makes me feel safe and insulated from the world. Plus, that whole body heat thing. My comfort is short-lived when my phone goes off again."Son of a bitch," I grumble and untangle myself from the blankets, reaching for my phone. "What do you want to bet it's Quincy

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Deflected by M.E. Carter is a steamy romance novel. Tiffany and Rowen Flanigan are living the dream after a long nightmare. Their relationship survived the biggest sex scandal in all of major league soccer. The two can finally relax and enjoy life now, right? However, as they go forward with their careers, other conflicts arise. It threatens to destroy all their plans and achievements. Can they once again triumph over this predicament? Or is it better to deflect and concentrate on something else? To hold or let go? Whatever the decision, it will alter their lives forever.

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52 Chapters

Chapter 1: Tiffany, Part 1

VOLUME FOUR: DEFLECTEDSomething jars me from my sleep, but I'm comfortable enough, I don't care to figure out what it is. The air in the room is cool, but the body behind me is warm. The contrast in temperatures is perfect, so I snuggle right back down into my pillows and doze off.Until I'm jarred from my sleep. Again."Why the hell is your phone going off at the butt crack of dawn?" Rowen's voice sounds groggy and muffled from the blankets."It's not that early. It's" - I lean over to look at the clock - "8:06. Okay, yeah. That's early."He pulls me back down for more snuggles. "Stop moving. I'm comfortable."I let him resituate us, my little spoon fitting perfectly against his big spoon. I love sleeping next to him. He makes me feel safe and insulated from the world. Plus, that whole body heat thing. My comfort is short-lived when my phone goes off again."Son of a bitch," I grumble and untangle myself from the blankets, reaching for my phone. "What do you want to bet it's Quincy
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Chapter 2: Tiffany, Part 2

I jump in the shower to wash off the smell of sex, even though I love his scent on me. But Quincy probably won't appreciate getting up close and personal with it, so his body wash will just have to suffice today.Forty-five minutes later, I've kissed my husband goodbye, driven to the salon, and am still barely coherent while being manhandled by Quincy."Ohmygod, I'm so happy to see you! Congratulations!" She releases me from the world's tightest hug and grabs my hand. "Oh wow! Look at that rock! He did so good! It's beautiful!" Grabbing my hand, Quincy drags me to her station. She wasn't kidding when she said she'd be prepared before I got there. All her supplies are sitting out on a tray, waiting for her to mix and apply. "How was the trip? Was it amazing?" She shakes out the cape and wraps it around my neck."It was beautiful," I say with a smile. "It would've been better if I wasn't woken up first thing this morning to frantic texts."She looks sheepish. "Sorry about that. I have to
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Chapter 3: Tiffany, Part 3

"You think it was her?" "I know it was her. Wait… how did you guys find out we got married, anyway?"Quincy looks at me like I'm ridiculous. "When we saw the picture. How did you think we found out?""Honestly, I thought Rowen must've texted Daniel. It never occurred to me he'd be able to keep it a secret. He's not very good at that when he's excited."She laughs. "Yeah, those guys are the biggest gossips. And they accuse us of talking too much.""Please. We gossip at the hair salon once every six to eight weeks. They do it in the locker room every day.""Seriously." She grabs more color on her brush and continues painting my hair. "Tell us about this wedding anyway. Do you have any more pictures?"So I tell them the whole story. From Rowen proposing on the beach to him having wedding dresses delivered to the hotel for me to try on to saying our "I do's" at sunset. It feels nice to tell people I trust, who are genuinely interested in my wedding, and not because they're going to post i
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Chapter 4: Rowen, Part 1

I glance over at my wife as we drive down the highway to Daniel's apartment. A glow passes over her face every time a street light goes by and I catch glimpses of her lips. Those lips were wrapped around my cock a couple hours ago. The thought of her on her knees, the round of her naked ass visible every time I looked down, while she gave me head makes me shift in my seat to relieve the pressure off my dick."Eyes on the road, Rookie," she says without looking up from her phone.I chuckle. "Sorry." She tosses her cell on the floor when she's done, and I grab her hand, entwining our fingers and laying them on her thigh. My thumb makes lazy circles on the soft skin of her leg. When she shivers, I have to shift again."You're making it really hard for me to enjoy tonight when you touch me like that.""Who's trying to be happy? I'm still pissed I got suckered into going.""Oh, come on," she says with a grin as I turn into the parking lot of Daniel's complex. "It'll be fun to get together w
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Chapter 5: Rowen, Part 2

"Oh shit," someone says behind me as I move into the room and the door closes. Santos's eyes snap over to mine, and Tiffany immediately moves to my side. I have never been this angry in my life. It is taking everything in me to hold back. "Babe, I think you need go to the other room.""Rowen," Tiffany argues, "it's okay. I get why he's angry."I take my eyes off Santos's to look at her. We've had this conversation before. We're a team. We have each other's backs no matter what. "Don't fight me on this, Tiff. This is what we do, remember?"I know she gets it when she gives me a small smile and nods. When she finally walks out of the room, I turn back to glare and Santos. I hope he can feel the anger radiating from me. I feel like it's coming off of me in waves."Is there a reason you think it's okay to tear into my wife like that? WAGs are off-limits."Santos snorts a laugh, which infuriates me even more. "Just because you've been married for like three minutes doesn't make her a WAG in
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Chapter 6: Tiffany, Part 1

The door clicks when it closes behind me as I walk into the newsroom. I'm immediately greeted by the sounds of the police scanners at the assignments desk, quietly squawking with whatever chatter emergency crews are talking about today.Rowen and I took a few extra days off work when we got back from Fiji so we could settle into our new routine as husband and wife. And settle we did. After a lot of consideration, Rowen ended up moving into my apartment with me. Although we liked the idea of living in the more secluded area of Rowen's garage apartment, moving to mine won out. Not because it's bigger and newer, but because it's closer to my job, which means it's less of a drive when I get off work in the middle of the night. Rowen also likes that since it's a big complex, there are more people around at all hours. He said he'll feel more comfortable about leaving me at home when he goes on the road.Not that I haven't lived on my own for years, but he was raised to be chivalrous and pro
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Chapter 7: Tiffany, Part 2

Picking up my bags and the little bit of usable mail, I head toward the stairwell. "I'm gonna be upstairs now, away from the cesspool of germs.""You know you just jinxed yourself," he calls after me."Took my Airborne this morning," I yell back with a laugh.Okay that's a lie. But Caleb doesn't need to know that. It's too much fun getting a rise out of him. When I get to the sports office, Steve is already there."What are you doing here early?" I toss my bags on my desk and plop down in my chair."Wanted to make sure everything was set to go for the Cowboys game," he grumbles.I don't like his tone. "And that put you in a bad mood?""No. Finding out today of all days our photog has been moved to news put me in a bad mood.""Don't worry about it. Caleb and I got it worked out."His looks at me and blinks, obviously not believing me. "What does that mean?"I shrug. "Oh, ya know. We get fourth quarter footage and post-game interviews.""How did you pull that off? Did you use your womanl
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Chapter 8: Rowen, Part 1

Pepto. Soup. Crackers. Sprite. Deodorant.... What else?I can't remember. Tiffany told me to make list this morning when I told her I was going to the store after practice. Did I listen? No. So now I'm wandering around Walmart, which I already hate, trying to remember what she told me to get.I look in my cart and run down my mental list again.Pepto. Soup. Crackers. Sprite.... Got all that. Turning down the aisle, I dodge a child who runs in front of my cart. That right there is why I'm okay with not having any kids right now, despite the inevitable questions from everyone asking why Tiffany and I eloped. I can't remember everything on my shopping list. How would I be able to keep up with a kid? I love Tiffany, and when the time is right, it'll happen. But I'm good with waiting for a while.Pepto. Soup. Crackers. Sprite… ooh! A three pack of my favorite deodorant is on sale! I snag that sucker and toss it in the cart. Athletes go through a shit ton of hygiene products. We have to unl
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Chapter 9: Rowen, Part 2

There are so many boxes. Everything from panty looking diapers to teeny tiny things folded in half. "Babe."I know she hears how overwhelmed I am. "Relax. I know it's a lot to take in. You're looking for a green box.""Green box. Okay. Looking for a green box." I start searching the shelves for anything that looks green."Inside the green box is a bunch of yellow packages.""I have to open up all the green boxes?""No, babe. You can see the yellow packages through the plastic window on the box."That makes more sense. "Okay. Green box. Yellow packages.""It's called Always Infinity.""I'm still looking for a green box. I can't see what it's called…" Suddenly, it's in my hand. A woman, probably in her early forties, pats me on the arm."Pretty sure this is what she's asking you for," she says with a smile."Let me double check. Babe, someone just handed me a box. It's green, I can see yellow packages inside. It's called Always Infinity, size… uh… regular? Is that right?""That's exactl
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Chapter 10: Tiffany, Part 1

The pop of a comb on my head jars me awake."Ow!" I cry. "What'd you do that for?""You keep falling asleep in my chair," Quincy quips. "Makes it impossible to get this color done right if your head keeps bobbing.""Sorry. I don't know what my problem is," I admit. "I can't seem to get enough sleep lately.""It's all those late-night romps with your lover," Geni sing-songs."Geni! You have a client!" Quincy admonishes."So?" She holds up her first finger for us to give her a minute. "John," she says to the client sitting in her chair. "Are you even listening to what I say?""Nope." He doesn't look up from his phone. "I've got three daughters and a wife. I know how to tune you guys out."Geni makes an "I told you so" gesture. "Anyway, like I was saying. You'll probably feel better once you get out of this newlywed phase.""Please," I argue. "I've been so sick lately, there has been no newlywed phase.""You're gonna try to convince me you aren't having sex at least once every night."I p
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