Arielle's POV

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

I thought to myself.

I was sitting in my car in his semicircle driveway holding my phone while popping a mint into my mouth. The sun had just started to set and the warm wind was blowing my hair.

"Hello?" he asked almost as if he hadn't seen the caller id. Maybe he was just surprised I'd shown up.

"I'm here." I said simply, fidgeting with my keychain. I looked at myself in the sunshade mirror once more. My hair didn't feel like doing anything I wanted to do and my mascara was thicker on my right eye than my left, but it didn't matter.

"Come on in" He said. I could hear the smile in his voice. He was happy I was there. I was too, but I knew it'd be over almost as fast as it started.

I took my keys out of the ignition and focused on the click of my heels against the concrete. It was a familiar path that only brought back sad memories. I went to knock, but instead the door flew open for me. I jumped a little bit, but then my attention honed in on the Adonis standing in front of me. He was covered only by basketball shorts and that silver chain he always wore. The one I hated. He was darker than usual and his hair was longer than the last time I'd seen him. I smelt him instantly. The light scent of Old Spice lingered as if he'd just stepped out of the shower.

He went to speak, but I pushed him backwards and dropped my purse on the ground with a thud. I didn't want to talk.

The door shut on it's own and I backed him up until his butt hit the couch. In heels I was only a few inches shorter than him. I kissed his neck softly then I blew cool air on it like I always used to. I could feel the goosebumps forming on his forearms. His lips attacked mine. We both had big lips and we both fought for control. I finally let him win and his warm, wet, tongue explored my mouth.

My fingers ran to the hem of his shirt and I pulled it off hastily. It almost felt like he was resisting. That idea quickly faded when he lifted me up by my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me upstairs. I don't even know how he made it up the stairs because his eyes never left mine. He kicked the door open easily and set me gently on the bed. He just stood there staring at me.

"What?" I asked, beginning to feel a little self conscious.

"Nothing. I've just- missed you." I look away. I don't want him to be loving and kind. I just want him to fuck me. Roughly preferably.

"i've missed you too" I said quietly in fear that if I didn't reciprocate the feeling he'd stop all together. Before I can look back at him he's tugging down my very tight jeans and throwing my shirt to the wayside. My fingers run up and down his sides and he growls. It's low and quiet and he probably doesn't realize he's doing it. One of his hands is on my neck deepening the kiss and the other hand pops the closure of my bra.

Once it's gone I roll us over and kiss down his chest. I then go below the belt. I drag his shorts and underwear down to reveal his hard flesh.

Just like I remembered

I hold it in my hand and flick the tip with my thumb. He jumps. I lean down and suck the tip in my mouth for just a second and I can feel him shiver. I look up and his eyes are glued shut. They don't open until I'm in position on top of him. The hazel burns a whole through me as he's wide-eyed and studying me. I press myself downward and let him in, in entirety. I thought he was going to come. I'd missed this feeling all too much. I start to ride him and gain speed, but he quickly rolls us back over. He was close.

He bucks slowly into me. His eyes scanned my face, neck, shoulders, chest, and as much of my stomach as he could see.

"Faster" I murmured tilting my hips up into him.

"What's the rush?" He asked nibbling at my neck. And then my ear. He took his time and kissed me slowly on the lips.

"Come on Sidney, can't we just fuck?" I whined impatiently. He didn't answer. He kept his slow pace and looked me in the eyes. It took me a few seconds but I what he was doing.

"Get off me" I said abruptly. He froze as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Ari-" he began.

"Get off me Sid." I said even more firm and cold as the first. He pulled out gently and rolled beside me. I got up and began putting my clothes back on.

"You came all the way out here just for a fuck?" He asked so quietly I almost didn't hear him.

"Yes." I said putting on my bra.

"Jesus it's been two months!" He said. My back is still facing him and I'm slipping my jeans back on.

"So?"

"So 3 years meant nothing to you?"

"It obviously meant nothing to you" I said.

"You walked away from me. I let you go once, but I can't lose you again. It killed me when you just left" I heard him stand.

"You said I was a distraction." My eyes stung and filled with water as I spoke. I glanced back at him.

"What?" he asked confused, crossing his arms.

"The last night of the regular season. We were at diesel and you were drunk. You told me that I was distracting you from your career. So I left, just like you wanted."

Sidney's POV

My heart sank. It was like someone had just cross-checked my and all the air left my lungs. I sat at the end of the bed throwing the white fluffy comforter aside. I didn't remember much from that night, apparently I didn't remember anything from that night because the next day I was stumped when she wasn't there next to me. Now it makes sense, but I feel terrible.

"Arielle I'm sorry. I had no clue I said that"

"Yeah, yeah. You know they always say, alcohol brings the truth out"

"That was far from the truth. I didn't know what I was saying." Her ebony skin shone against the slowly fading light coming in through the window as she dressed. She was damn beautiful and I went and fucked everything up.

"It's okay"

It wasn't okay. Arielle an I hadn't seen each other for just over two months when she called me last night completely out of the blue. When I saw her name on the screen my hear jumped right out of my chest.

I called her, went to her office, sent flowers after she left me and nothing. I didn't get a note, an apology, absolutely nothing. I even called her brother and he said he'd make sure I'd never play again if I tried contacting her. So I stopped. I cried for nearly 3 days straight. I was so confused and went through nearly a million things that could have been the reason she left.

I answered and she said she was coming over today. That was it. I had no clue when, what to expect, or if she was even telling the truth. Apparently she wanted something from me.

"Why did you come today?" I asked. She stared at the floor for a moment before answering.

"I wanted to fuck you, you're a good lay." She could have wished death to me and it would have hurt less. All she wanted was to fuck? She wasn't that kind of girl. Or at least I didn't think she was.

"But then you try and fucking make love to me and that's where I draw the line" she continued. Her eyes were dark and she was starting to get angry. It pissed me off.

"I'm so sorry I missed feeling you, hearing you laugh, that amazing fucking smile. I'm sorry that I don't want to just fuck the woman I'm in love with. The woman I was depressed over for weeks. "

"Go fuck yourself. This was your doing"

"I said something stupid, sue me! I was drunk and I don't know, It was a mistake." Her chest heaved in anger. I can't deny it turned me on.

"Sid don't talk to me about mistakes. I've made my fair share of them. The worst being agreeing to date you in the first place. I wish every day that I could take that one back."

If I didn't have a huge ego I would have burst into tears. I can't believe she wants to take our relationship back. Also she knows I hate it when she calls me Sid. That's what everyone calls me.

Arielle's POV

That one hit home.

I had my clothes back on and I walked downstairs. I picked up my purse from by the door and dug for my car keys. The 22 hour drive was worthless.

"Please" I hear him squeak behind me.

"Please what?" I turned on a dime to face him. He looked like a deer in headlights with nothing to say.

"Stay?" His golden eyes pleaded louder than his words did. I walked over to him, draped my purse over the back of the couch, and sat down.