And that was something pretty amazing.
Morgan
“I’d be tying him down. There are too many other women out there ready and waiting to snatch him up,” Hayley stated, stretching her legs out in front of her.
We were sitting on a bench outside eating our lunch instead of going to the pub per usual. I still couldn’t get used to drinking a pint at lunch the way my co-workers did. The few times I attempted it I was practically asleep at my desk by early afternoon.
I had slowly come to be a part of the CFL community. Hayley and I were legitimate friends and I got on well with at least a dozen other people.
And even if I still struggled with doing my online grocery shopping—trying to figure out that toilet paper was called toilet tissue had taken me much longer than it should have—I was slowly acclimating to life in the UK.
Then there was Lucas Bradley.
He had been unexpected. Unwanted too if I was being honest. Now I had become all too used to our nightly phone calls after he finished training and his random visits when he had a few hours or two.
I felt myself bristle at Hayley’s comment, mostly because it was something I had spent entirely too much time thinking about myself.
The women loved Lucas.
And I didn’t blame them. He was gorgeous. And talented.
The truth was falling for Lucas terrified me. Because I knew that loving him would never be simple. His heart belonged first to his team. To the sport he had chosen to devote his life to. And the fans were possessive of him.
He didn’t only belong to me. He never would. He belonged to everyone. And that was something that my heart just couldn’t accept. Not yet anyway.
Would it ever?
I had never been a jealous person, but being with Lucas made it hard to not be.
“Three weeks. We’ve been dating three weeks. Not three years, Hayley,” I reminded her.
“Three weeks is forever when you’re dating a celebrity, Morgan.” Hayley handed me the bag of potato chips—sorry,crisps— she had gotten from the canteen.
“You’re not coming to the pub?” Andrew called out as he and a group that consisted of Mark, Phil, Libby, Clara, and Charlie left the office building.
“We’re staying here today,” Hayley told him.
I noted how Phil refused to look at me. In fact he hadn’t so much as said hello since our ‘date.’ I had never confronted him about the ridiculous things he was saying about me afterwards, but once I started dating Lucas openly he was made to look like the liar he was. Apparently he didn’t appreciate that.
That was fine. I didn’t want anything to do with him anyway.
“Oh Morgan, come on. It won’t be the same without you,” Clara pleaded.
“Yeah, come on, Morgan,” Libby piped up.
Hayley and I exchanged a look.
“Uh, no thanks. I’m going to hang around here. I have to finish up the final budgets before I leave today.”
“Well as long as you promise to get drinks with us later.” Libby wagged her finger and Clara nodded like a bobble head.
“Maybe,” I replied non-committedly.
“Ta.” Clara wiggled her fingers and I awkwardly waved back.
“What in the hell was that?” I asked after they had left.
Hayley unwrapped her tuna fish and sweet corn sandwich and handed me half. I had been completely grossed out when I had seen Hayley eating the combination weeks ago but then I had tried it and now I was slightly addicted to it. “That was some serious ass kissing is what that was.”
