Page 31 of The Game
I want to strip her of that control, and something tells me I’ll need to push quite hard and long to get through to her.
Sarah is a woman who depends on being in charge, but when I cornered her in that bar, her true desires were evident.
She loved it. Craved it.
However, she would probably prefer to fall dead than admit that I bring out that side of her.
What she doesn’t realize, though, is that I’m a very persistent man, and I’ll make her every desire come true when she’s ready.
Until then, I’ll keep up our game until she’s ready to come out and play for real.
Sarah continues down the corridor with another teammate. She holds several meetings with players each week, many of them in our lounge.
When she suggested we meet in an office, I was a little surprised.
Part of me thought she would insist on meeting in the lounge, a public space where people can walk by at any time. Being alone together always heightens our chemistry, so I was surprised but happy when she suggested that.
Another part of me thinks this might be another tactic to beat me at my own game—bringing me to her turf instead of the other way around.
In an office in the PR department, she seems most at home.
Intentionally, I wanted to take her out for dinner under the guise of a social media meeting, but I decided she would get this victory.
There will be plenty of time for meetings.
I plan to have Sarah very involved in my social media, and since I’m the team captain, she will have no choice but to dedicate quite a bit of time to me.
I’ve never been more grateful for my title.
It may be a little cunning, but I’m not above using some of my perks to spend more time with her.
Thursday is still two days away. It feels like a form of self-torture to drag out the wait for our meeting, but my responsibilities pile up each day.
When I meet with Sarah, I want to enjoy our time together, knowing I won’t have to rush off to another appointment.
I also wanted to give her some time to process Friday night’s events.
Our interaction at the bar, as well as the car ride back to her dorm, definitely left an impression on me.
Knowing that the sex talk made her flustered adds to the many layers of tension between us, and I plan to add to those layers.
We’re also heading out tonight for an away game. Fortunately, it’s nearby, so we’re all taking the bus to Milwaukee.
Usually, many team members book private jets, including me.
Still, the coach insisted that when we can travel together by bus, just like we did when we were younger, we should take that opportunity.
As the captain, I agreed with him and convinced the rest of the team to do the same—nothing like a bus ride to build some team spirit.
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I’m one of the first guys on the bus, hoping I’ll catch the blonde who’s on my mind. The media team usually travels with us, so I expect her to do the same.
I find a seat in the first few rows, knowing the younger guys will have fun at the back of the bus.
Some guys never grow up, but I’m happy to have them and their jokes on my team as long as they perform.
If they give me a headache once in a while for being loud and obnoxious, I’ll handle it.
