Super Stupid Cupid: An Enemies to Lovers Valentine's Day Romance (Super in Love Book 6) by Jamie Knight (best motivational novels TXT) 📗

“Felix,” he yelled, “Are you gossiping on my field?”

I stood straight and faced him. “No, sir.”

He crossed his arms over his chest and observed us all. “I do not want to hear any talk about girls as long as we are training. This is the big game we are coming up to. The only game. I need your maximum concentration.”

Being benched was a horror for anybody on the team. Nobody wanted to sit out the big day. Everybody wanted to participate, so the whispering and chats soon dissipated.

“Do you hear me, Cupid?” Coach taunted me.

“I’m good, sir. Women are the farthest thing from my mind.”

Some of my teammates snickered, but I got right down to business, ignoring any further conversations. Coach nodded and walked away.

It took a while to settle into my regular training routine amid the distractions from my teammates. However, in truth, I was still thinking about Mandy. There was a strange way in which she evoked feelings deep inside me that I had always been afraid of. For once, I felt that if I was going to commit to anybody, it would have to be her. Despite my long history of being a player and seemingly using the women I was with, I started believing that Mandy was special.

I didn’t want to mess things up with her, which was why I was not going to kiss and tell with my teammates. I wanted her to see me as an adult, an actual loving boyfriend, and completely dispel the notion that all I could be was a womanizer.

I was embarrassed about my past at that point because I never thought I would develop such deep feelings for Mandy. She really was wonderful to the extent that my teammates had now noticed.

The sense of excitement in the locker room and later on the field was palpable. I hoped that it would bring us to a victory. We had worked hard for the past couple of months, and it was only justified that our efforts be rewarded.

***

Later that evening, after a couple of hours of training with the team and enjoying lunch together, I spoke with Mandy. We agreed to meet up for dinner at a local Italian restaurant. I had been thinking about her the entire day, so it would be great to finally be alone with her.

However, the moment Mandy walked in through the door, I felt as though my evening had livened up. She had a winter coat on, but under it, she wore jeans and high-heeled boots. She looked more beautiful than ever.

I got up and pecked her on her cheek before taking her jacket. She had a smile on her face that was persistent as if she was in the mood to relax with me and enjoy a good dinner.

The restaurant was dimly lit, and it gave the whole place a mysterious feeling. There were not many people in the dining room. Only the staff members recognized me, making our meal more enjoyable. I reveled in being in the presence of my new interest.

Mandy had fascinating stories to talk about and was super intelligent. She could speak on a lot of topics, from politics to the environment. She made me feel like going back to school to crack the books just so I could keep up with her.

I had grown used to dating girls who talked about their perfumes, their problems with their girlfriends, and what to eat or drink. I was not used to actual sophisticated conversations simply because I did not have the time. I always wanted to get a girl and bed her immediately.

Mandy was very affectionate, touching my hand, refusing to waver her gaze at me. We ended up enjoying a perfect dinner, but as we were going through our dessert, disaster struck.

Chapter Eight - Felix

The restaurant’s front door swung open, the little bell at the top of the door ringing. I chanced a glance and instantly held my breath. It was Coach Kramer and his wife.

As I stared, they had their coats taken and were ushered to an empty table. The coach had a smile on his face, and he was deep in conversation with his wife. It was rare that I got to see him dressed in a formal suit and black leather shoes.

He looked to be in a good mood, and as the waiter took their orders, he laughed loudly at some point. Despite the good appearances, I could not forget the stern warning he had given the entire team; as long as we were chasing after girls, we were risking our spot on the team.

Mandy noticed that I was staring at the coach for an extended period and asked if everything was alright. I didn’t want to raise the alarm, so I told her everything was fine, and we kept on enjoying our dessert.

However, when Coach Kramer got up from his seat and made for what appeared to be the men’s room, I ducked, turning away so that he wouldn’t see me. I literally tried hiding my face by cupping my hands.

“What are you doing?” Mandy demanded after the coach had disappeared into the back of the restaurant.

“Nothing,” I insisted.

Mandy set down her spoon. “Are you embarrassed to be with me? I’m good for sex but not good enough for you to be seen with me in public?”

“What? No.”

I was concentrating so hard on not being caught by Coach Kramer that I was offending Mandy. She had an angry look on her face, and I tried my best to convince her that it was not the case.

“I’m thrilled to be out with you,” I pleaded.

“Then why are you trying to hide from your coach? Is there something I need to know?”

I shook my head, but the damage was already done.