27. she shoots!

Kitt stormed through the large glass doors of the Athletics Department. She felt like she had had thirty cups of coffee and a quick snack of jet fuel.

"What the actual Fuck?" Kitt said letting herself into Coach Ten's office.

"Kitt, have a seat." She said calmly.

"No thanks. What the hell? How can he say that he was well within his position to make the calls he did? He broke contract clauses all over the damn place, how is his argument 'but I didn't do anything wrong!' Really?" Kitt yelled as she marched back and forth across the length of the office.

"He has every right to make a statement." Coach Ten said watching Kitt.

"But he can just lie? Like just act like we are being crazy because we are girls and we didn't get our way?" Kitt fumed.

"He can make a personal statement. He is hoping to instill confidence in his decisions, and cast doubt on our intentions. It's a defensive play." Coach said still watching Kitt.

"But we have EVIDENCE!" Kitt stopped marching back and forth.

"And that's exactly what is going to come out. He is just making himself sound like an ass." Coach Ten said, moving around to sit on the edge of her desk.

"Yes, he is! How did he get away with it for so long? When he speaks, it gives me the creeps! How did people look at him and say, 'Yep, he should definitely be a leader, and you know what? He should mentor young women and hold their future in his grimy hands.' Like that guy is gross on so many levels. How could ANYONE think he was someone who could make good, fair decisions? He was so BLATANTLY sexist!" Kitt asked, turning to start pacing again.

"Because it wasn't all at once, and it wasn't all to one person or group. He probably didn't think the groups would ever talk." Coach explained.

"But we did! And we are going to check his ass against the boards so hard his head pops off!" Kitt said with conviction.

"Exactly, he wasn't planning on the CFAA forming so quickly." Coach grinned.

"Because he constantly underestimated the women at this school." Kitt snipped.

"And he is going to regret that." Coach said, nodding.

"Fucking right!" Kitt nodded.

***

"Welcome to the first official in person meeting of the Collegate Female Athletes Association. Thank you all for coming. I am your association president, Kitt McCoy, I started this group to unite the women athletes at XOU - and apparently other universities. This type of connection is so important, so that we have the support of one another when we face issues. In the face of gender issues and discrimination, we need to support and lift each other up. We all now have this association to support us in achieving equality and fighting sexism and inequalities. This first meeting is to update everyone on the inquisition into the athletics director." Kitt stood at the front of the lecture hall looking out over the faces of so many athletes, most of whom she hadn't met.

"Coach Tenzine Von Ahlefeldt and Assistant Coach Alana Jarvis have agreed to be our faculty advisors for this association. We are currently looking for additional board members, including filling different positions within the association." Kitt continued thanking her lucky stars for Josie, who helped her make notes.

"Our application to the board of trustees and the National Athletics Association for recognition has passed the initial process. This means that as a new association, we have a six month probation to prove we can function in the capacity as promised. Once the initial probationary period is over, we will be in a 'novitiate' period for the first three years. These next few years will be the formative years. We will be able to create the association into what we need it to be and establish ourselves in the collegate world before we are able to expand. We are able to have up to ten 'abecedarian' chapters.  Meaning that they will assist us in cultivating our association but have limited power." Kitt hated that the wording had to be so awkward, but she appreciated the support to make the association official.

"Whooot!" Josie called from the second row, making Kitt laugh.

"Thanks, Josie." Kitt smiled.

"I'm going to pass the microphone to Assistant Coach Jarvis. She is going to give a brief update on the inquisition of Director Thomas. After her presentation, we will have a meet and greet with snacks and drinks next door." Kitt said before stepping away from the podium and moving to sit in the front row beside Keisha. Josie grabbed her shoulders from behind, showing her support.

AC Jarvis thanked everyone for coming and then gave a brief summary of how their contributions had been collected and compiled into charts, and many personal stories were corroborated with notes and schedules or emails. These experiences and examples helped the Athletics Department create a concise argument. Kitt was able to tune out. She had not only helped write the notes for the speech, but she had been instrumental in collecting the data being communicated. She had sat in on the meetings where all of the things being shared were discussed.

Kitt felt like she could breathe again for a moment. She had fulfilled her role as the president of her club. She had been able to check this one thing off her list.

***

Kitt called Leo, she expected that he would be out with his friends, but he answered on the second ring.

"Hey, beautiful! How did the meeting go?" He sounded breathy but happy.

"Hi! What are you doing? You sound out of breath." She said, unintentionally ignoring his question.

"Oh, I'm at the gym." She heard him move around. She could picture him in his tank top, with sweat pouring down his body. His hair, tosselled and in his face because it was a little too long.

"Oh? Want me to let you go?" She offered.

"Nah, I'm just finishing up." She could hear the smile in his voice.

"Want to come over and let me use you as a pillow while we put a movie on that I will definitely fall asleep to?" She asked gathering her shower caddy and towel.

"That sounds like perfection, if I can bring food? I need to do like twenty in the sauna, then shower, and get food. I can be over in like an hour and a half or two hours?" He said. She could hear him walking and the back ground noises changed. His voice muffling as he pulled his shirt off.

"Are you stripping?" She asked picturing his muscular body glistening with sweat from his work out.

"Yeah, what if I am?" His tone changed to flirtatious in an instant.

"I'm just going to be picturing that while I go have a shower." She said back.

"I could skip my sauna and come keep you company!" He offered quickly.

"Nah, you finish up, I have to wash my hair and do all the things that make boys think girls just wake up like this. Decidedly un sexy." She laughed thinking about the lotions and potions in her basket beside her razors and tweezers.

"Everything you do is sexy. I could wash your hair for you." His voice low and soft. Her body reacted instantly, sending fireworks into her chest and lightning to her most intimate places.

"As amazing as that sounds I will see you in a couple of hours." She couldn't wait for the time to pass.

"Ninty minutes." He said.

"Ok." She smiled.

"K, bye." He said.

"Bye." She clicked off the call and put her phone on the charger on her night stand before heading off to the washroom.

Other than thinking of Leo in a towel in the steam room, her only thought was hoping her floormate, Dylan's super obsessed girlfriend, wasn't around.

She was lucky. Another floormate was finishing up as Kitt entered, but she was essentially alone. Since Leo was going to be a while she could take her time.

Ninty minutes later Kitt sat outside in her Muskoka chair in the dark brushing out her long hair. A chore she hated, but needed to do.

A soft noise to her right made her jump up and creep around the corner of the

Balcony just in time to see Leo effortlessly heave his large frame over the opposing corner of the porch. Apparently he had found a place he could scale the old building and let himself up over the railing. She had always wondered how he had managed to bypass the locks at the bottom of the stairs.

She tucked back around the corner into the shadows quickly before he could catch her watching him. She waited for his broad shoulders to be in full view before jumping on him.

"Boo." She jumped out at him, making him jump.

"Hey there!" He said, grabbing her up in a big hug as soon as he realized it was her.

"Hey yourself. You are earlier than I thought you said you were going to be." She said, moving back to her chair where she had left her hairbrush and hair kit.

"I was motivated." She could see him flash a grin in the dim lighting.

"Excellent." She said with a grin of her own. She resumed brushing her wet hair.

"Why are you brushing your hair in the dark outside?" He asked, dropping his backpack on the floor and dropping his large frame into the chair.

"Because it is so nice out tonight." She said with a shrug.

"Wow, I have never seen you with your hair down." He said, leaning back to get a better look.

"I told you, I take it down to wash it and brush it." She said, parting her long hair before starting to braid it.

"It's so long!" He said, watching her expertly Dutch braid half her head before Flipping to the other side and starting the process again.

"Meh, it's just whatever. I hate it being all loose, and  it irritates me to no end when it gets caught on things. So braids it is." She said, finishing up quickly. She twisted the ends and then folded them so that when she let go, the braids twirled together, making them half the length. She secured each side with elastics and was left with a cute pig tail style, and her hair was, yet again, securely out of her face.

"Woah! That was cool." Leo admired her skill.

"Thanks, I could probably braid yours. It's getting long." She said, walking over and running her fingers through his still damp locks.

"That's so hot." He said, wrapping his arm around her from his seat in the chair, trapping her at his side.

"Is it?" She smiled and kissed him gently.

"It really is." He pulled her into his lap. She was usually so conscious of her size. She was small for a hockey player, which is what made her a great forward. She was small and agile, quick on her feet, and able to hide. Unfortunately, small for a hockey player didn't equate to being a small delicate girl off the ice. She still had broad shoulders for a woman and was taller than a lot, if not all of her classmates.

Leo was a defenceman, which means he was built like a truck. He made her feel delicate, and the way he easily picked her up or pulled her onto his lap made her feel warm and protected.

She tried to picture what he would look like with her classmate Jayia, she was so tiny that Kitt felt like a giant bear beside her. She wore children's clothes and even though she was a year older than Kitt, she looked about ten years younger.

Picturing Leo and his mountainous frame beside Jayia and her petite one made Kitt laugh out loud.

"What is so funny?" Leo asked nuzzling his nose under her ear.

"Nothing." Kitt shook her head.

"Something, come on, share. If you don't, I have ways of making you talk!" He said in a playful warning. He held up his hand showing her his wiggling fingers ready to Tickle her.

"No really." She said but she couldn't help but smile while she blocked his attack.

"Didn't sound like nothing!" He said still trying to get his hand in position to take her.

She leaned over and rubbed her nose along his neck under his ear before nipping at his earlobe gently. She kissed the spot she had bitten and then kissed the sensitive skin under his ear.

He moaned and dropped his hand onto her knee as his head fell to the side allowing her access to his throat.

"No fair." He breathed.

"You don't like it?" She asked licking his ear lobe.

"You want me to show you how much I like it?" He asked his voice low and silky.

"Mmm, maybe later." She laughed and she jumped out of his lap. Teasing him was always fun. He caught her arm as she stood up and when she turned to look into his eyes she expected to see humor. She saw something completely different.

Raw desire shone out at her making her mood shift from silly fun to something warm deep down inside her. She was suddenly aware of every millimeter of her skin and how warm his gentle grasp on her wrist felt. Her smile faded from her lips.

He heart skipped a beat and her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her back to him, positioning her between his massive thighs as he sat forward in the edge of the chair.

He tucked her hair behind her ear. She sucked in air as he moved his hands around her back grazing the bare skin around her waist where her cropped tank top didn't quite meet the top of her pajama pants.

His face was tilted up to hers, he couldn't reach her mouth with his unless she allowed it by dipping her head down to meet his lips with hers. She looked into his eyes and then back to his lips.

She bit her lip as she started through the darkness at perfect lips just inches from her own. He slid his hand from the small of he back up the back of her shirt to the base of her neck. The soft insistence of his hand on her neck encouraged her to drop her head.

She obliged and captured his lips with her own.