Dirty Saint: a Secret Baby Sports Romance
“I’m never nervous before playing football in front of millions of people on live television. But this meeting?Has me nearly sick to my stomach.Ironic that I’m feeling sick just as Esther’s nausea has abated. I find myself wishing that I could hold her hand right now. But we can’t. We’re in the waiting area outside the Dean’s office, and these walls have eyes.Besides that, all four of our parents are sitting behind the door to my right.The Dean’s secretary keeps shooting us cute little smiles like she knows exactly why we’re here. Exactly what we’re doing.And of course she knows what we’re doing. Why else would I be dressed up like this? Why else would all four of our parents be here, together, having tea with the Dean while we wait outside?I shoot Esther a look of support. She nods back and mimes squeezing my hand.Fuck, I wish I could touch her in here.The doors to the Dean’s office open and I stand up immediately, smoothing my pants purely out of nerves. It’s the Dean.“Come on inside,”
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