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5:21am

I turned off my second alarm and groaned softly. I was laying on my back, while Brielle was laying her head on my chest and her brown wavy hair splayed out on my bicep. She looked beautiful sleeping peacefully with little cute snores coming out of her pink pouty lips. I took a couple minutes to just gaze at this gorgeous woman laying in front of me. I was not trying to be creepy, she just looked so breathtaking. I was not pulling an Edward Cullen if you were asking.

Brielle shifted a little and then moved her head from my chest to the crook of my neck.

Fuck, she smelled amazing.

But I looked back at my clock and realized it was time for me to get ready for strength training and conditioning this morning. The other guys were probably were just about to get up.

I really didn't want to go, I wanted to stay with Brielle and snuggle with her more. Which is strange because I don't usually like new people, but there's just something about her that makes me want- no, need to have her in my life. We weren't official or anything since we met like a couple weeks ago, but I am so wipped for her. Of course I would never admit it aloud or my teammates will tease the fuck out of me.

As I was sliding off my bed, I gently placed Brielle's head on the soft fluffy pillow. Which resulted in her cuddling into it and grabbing another to hold in her arms.

I really, really  wanted to yank that stupid pillow out from under her and replace it with my body.

Am I really jealous of a damn pillow? YesIreallyam.

I finished brushing my teeth and shit like that, and walked downstairs to cook her something to eat when she wakes up. I settled on two avocado toast, with a classic sunny side up egg on one of them, since I remember her rambling about what her favorite foods are during our first tutoring session. Five pieces of bacon, well now three since I ate two of hers. There just so goddamn good I had to, and a glass of water.

"Whipped ass motherfucker." I looked up and saw Damien scoff with a smirk on his face. Alex, Landon, and the rest of our team were also staring at me with wide eyes from the entrance of the kitchen.

"What?" I questioned.

"We all knew you were a simp for that girl. But not a simp simp." Some of the others chuckled at Alex's comment.

"Shut your mouth. And everyone else get to the weight room!" My teammates scurried out of the house, just leaving Landon, Alex, Damien, and me.

"No breakfast for me daddy?" Alex said in a fake high pitched voice while batting his fucking eyes. Sometimes I want to strangle him.

I hit his head with the end of the spatula I was holding, "Oww, the fuck?" I gave him a pointed look telling him to shut his mouth before I actually strangle him.

Landon is probably the only one that never calls me 'whipped' or 'a simp' since he himself is a simp. His girlfriend, June, and him have been dating for almost two years now, she's a very chill and nice girl to hang around with. June is in her third year at NYU majoring in English Lit, she has dirty blonde hair with hazel eyes and she's about 5'5. Her and Landon met at a party after our game and they just hit it off since then.

"Get your ass to the weight room Alex." I said sternly but with a hint of humor. He frowned and dragged his feet to the front door, "BYE PAPI!" Then he ran out.

I'm so telling couch to make him run more laps for our warmup today.

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honestly kinda hated how this chapter turned out. i was literally rushing to get this published cause i was busy the whole day and hadn't updated today. and now it's literal shit

sorry for my language. anyways hope you enjoyed it🤗