Page 127 of Be the Full Problem


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Chuckling, I caught my wife’s throat and brought her attention back to me.

“Pay attention to me, woman,” I ordered her.

She inhaled swiftly and her pupils dilated.

“Yes, Daddy,” she teased.

My cock went hard in an instant.

“Play well,” I continued with my orders.

“I’ll try.”

“You’ll do,” I countered and let her go.

She smiled at me as she stepped off the bench.

“Love you, Bart.”

I winked. “Love you, too, Net.”

She joined the rest of the women on the field when Eddy called them out, and they started going through drills as the other team did the same.

I climbed back up the stairs, passing a photographer as I did.

“I’ll send this one to you,” the man said.

I looked over at the screen he’d turned my way as I’d passed him and grinned. “Thanks, Marc.”

Marc was the team photographer and social media manager.

I didn’t know him all that well, but Nettie did, and talked about him a lot.

“It’s a good one.” Marc sighed. “One day I want that.”

I stared at the photo of the two of us, me bent over the railing reaching down with one arm with my fingers wrapped around Nettie’s throat. Nettie stretched up to the tips of her toes with one cleat cocked in the air, her fingers clutching onto my shirt.

“She’s out there, man.”

Marc sighed again. “I sure the hell hope so.”

Back in my chair a minute later, the ref blew the whistle, and everyone scattered off the field.

The nerves were back, and I clenched my hands into fists.

Nettie touched the field as she got into position, then the whistle blew.

“You wouldn’t think she just had a baby seven and a half months ago,” Weaver murmured.

She didn’t look it. Though she’d never looked super pregnant, either, not even at the end.

The day she’d given birth to Margie, her six-pack had come back. Though, definitely behind a bloated wall of belly, but still she had a damn six-pack.

With her tear, she hadn’t been able to go right into working out for a while, and she was a little further behind than she’d have liked to be when she started back into training.

She’d had to work her ass off to get that starting position.

And I was glad to see that she’d accomplished her goal.