Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This week's word is "sea". I'm continuing Pete "Coach Bass" Sebastian's story. He's head coach of the football team, The Connecticut Kings. This will be a story in my upcoming First & Ten series of football romances.
COACH BASS
Coach Bass was in a foul mood all day, after witnessing Dev Drake moving in on Jo Parker. While muttering to himself about what a lowlife Drake was, the Coach shuffled papers around on his desk, couldn’t concentrate and left early.
Whenever Pete Sebastian was overwhelmed by being
Head Coach for the Connecticut Kings and raising twin daughters on his own, he
went to the beach. He thanked God he owned a house three blocks from the sea.
Running on the beach helped Pete work out his problems. The fresh, salty, ocean air cleared his head. Away from the demands of his kids, his players and the team owner, the Coach could think.
He stretched his leg muscles, then took off at a moderate pace.
Need to do distance today. Not gonna solve this problem with a sprint. After fifteen minutes, tension slowly drained out of his body. He smiled. One roll in the hay with Jo Parker would have done the same thing.
Running on the beach helped Pete work out his problems. The fresh, salty, ocean air cleared his head. Away from the demands of his kids, his players and the team owner, the Coach could think.
He stretched his leg muscles, then took off at a moderate pace.
Need to do distance today. Not gonna solve this problem with a sprint. After fifteen minutes, tension slowly drained out of his body. He smiled. One roll in the hay with Jo Parker would have done the same thing.
The few dates he’d had over the years hadn’t led
to much. He couldn’t commit to a woman because he worried about taking time
away from his girls. Now that they were in college, a new freedom washed over him. Time to get active in the bedroom again. After
another forty minutes, he had made up his mind what to do and returned home.
The next day, he dressed with care and went to the office early. When Jo arrived, he sauntered over, attempting to appear nonchalant. After a little meaningless chitchat, he made his play.
“You’re new in town, aren’t you?”
“I am. It’s very charming here. I love tNew England.”
“There’s a terrific restaurant, Kerry’s Catch, down by the water.
How about joining me for dinner there on Saturday?”
“Saturday?” She bit her lip and consulted her phone. “Hmm. Can’t Saturday. Dev Drake is taking me to The Savage Beast for karaoke night.”
“Sunday then?” Pete shifted his weight.Jo skimmed her finger over the screen. “Sunday’s wide open.”
“Great. Pick you up at six?”The next day, he dressed with care and went to the office early. When Jo arrived, he sauntered over, attempting to appear nonchalant. After a little meaningless chitchat, he made his play.
“You’re new in town, aren’t you?”
“I am. It’s very charming here. I love tNew England.”
“There’s a terrific restaurant, Kerry’s Catch, down by the water.
How about joining me for dinner there on Saturday?”
“Saturday?” She bit her lip and consulted her phone. “Hmm. Can’t Saturday. Dev Drake is taking me to The Savage Beast for karaoke night.”
“Sunday then?” Pete shifted his weight.Jo skimmed her finger over the screen. “Sunday’s wide open.”
Jo scribbled her address on a piece of paper and handed it to him with a smile. “Six works for me.”
Pete stuffed the paper in his pocket, grinned back at her and returned to his office. Fuck you, Drake. This old quarterback isn’t going down without a fight.
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