A Dirty Player: A Football BWWM BBW Romance.

A Dirty Player: A Football BWWM BBW Romance. by Emma Jones

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feel like partying anymore, to be honest. We’ll date tomorrow, and then I need to spend the rest of the weekend training for the final game.”
     
    We kissed, said goodbye, and as he left, I felt like a powerful woman. I turned this player into a gentleman, and I didn’t even try. As I fiddled with my phone, I deleted the dating app. Wouldn’t need this garbage thing anymore. And that’s when my screen lit up. There was a text from someone. It was an unknown number, and I looked at it right away.
     
    “U ruined my life. Watch out, because if I ever get u alone, u will pay for what u did. And that’s no threat. It’s a promise.”
     
    Chills fell down my spine as I deleted this text. Even though the number was anonymous, I knew exactly who sent it. That bitch. How did she get my number? I guessed she grabbed Evan’s phone while he was asleep or something. I shuddered. Should I tell Evan? Should I talk to security? Or should I not take this seriously? Ironically enough, when someone declares their threat as a promise, it usually means they’re bluffing.
     
    I decided to sleep on it. I returned to my dorm, but not before using all the door locks I could.

Chapter Three
    Julie was gone as soon as I woke up, and reached towards the bedside to grab my phone. My heart pounded, thinking I’d get more death threats. I expected a few “I’m outside your window” texts, even though I was on the fourth floor of the dormitory. Instead, I got a few “Good morning” texts from Evan.
     
    I smiled, forgetting about the texts I got for just a little bit. For now, I wouldn’t bother telling him about this until we met in person. Instead, we texted each other asking where we wanted to date at.
     
    “Preferably someplace away from the college. Once you’re in town, you’re pretty much a nobody.”
     
    I gave the generic answer of anything goes. I rarely ventured out, so I had no clue what this town had to offer. He said that was fine. And with that, we were on our first date.
     
    I waited in the parking lot for him to pull up. In just ten minutes, he stopped by me while in his shiny black convertible. Even though it was an older model, it had a shine of a car that came out recently. Timeless, and I loved it. I sat in the passenger’s seat. While I wasn’t too dressed for the situation, Evan was practically wearing a suit.
     
    “Hey, baby,” he said. I kissed him on the cheek. “Hey yourself,” I replied, giving him a smile. With that, we took off. The car battled through the outgoing campus traffic, but once we were out of that cramped space, it was smooth sailing from there.
     
    “So how have you been?” he asked me. “Is there something wrong?”
     
    The temptation to say I was fine dawned on me, but I realized that honesty was how this relationship was going to work. “Something is,” I said.
     
    “What?”
     
    I explained to him about the text I got. Immediately, his expression went from confident to concerned. “Ugh. Why can’t she leave us alone?”
     
    I shrugged. “Beats me. Do you think she’d keep her promises, or is she one of those girls who’s all bark?”
     
    “I really don’t know,” he said. “Even though she acted like my fiancée or something, I don’t know much about her. I don’t know her deepest fears, darkest secrets, or any of that shit. Now that I think about it, that’s just plain sad.”
     
    “So what should I do?” I asked. “Call security?”
     
    He shook his head. “Security won’t do shit. They’ll talk to her, she’ll act all innocent, and then they’ll back away. Then, she’ll have even more of  a reason to hate you.”
     
    Campus security was infamous for how bad they were, but I never really cared, as I didn’t get into anybody’s business. But now that my life was under a threat, I was seriously regretting not packing my own Taser.
     
    For now, I tried thinking happy thoughts. “Where do you want to go?” I asked.
     
    “I dunno. Go to

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