I woke up and realized that Lizzy was gone. I got up scratching my head hoping today would be better. I was still in my shorts and t-shirt with a morning hardon. It had been months since I had gotten some and to be honest, I needed it. I put my hand under the covers, taking off my shorts and started to stroke myself. Pushing the covers back I was ready to get the engine going. Yeah relief would be here shortly. I closed my eyes thinking about my release.

Who would have guess the minute I did, Lizzy's face would appear? Butt naked on top of me riding, holding her hair up and her breasts moving up and down. Yeah this was going to be good.

"Sean are you coming down to eat?" I heard Lizzy's voice making me jump up.

"Oops my bad. JC, Peters and Jarreau are downstairs. I cooked so hurry up and finish that off before they eat it all. Oh and wash your hands when you finish, toddles."

"How can I? You just ruined the mood."

"Awe poor baby."

"You could help a friend out."

"Ya nasty boy."

"Nasty for you."

She laughed. "Boy please. Get your ass up. Practice starts soon and they came to pick you up. It's not nice to keep your company waiting."

"Ugh! I swear you make me sick sometimes."

"Believe me the feeling is mutual sometimes baby boy. Tell Mr. Weinerhead sorry but no busting out the seam today."

"You got jokes, Curly Sue. Even the African Bushmen scared to travel through that jungle. I damn near sliced my tongue last time." I pointed down between her legs.

"Oh really. The last time you were down there I know the neighbors heard you. Oh Lizzy, girl..."

I threw a pillow at her.

"Ouch!"

"I should have knocked you out," I said getting up without my shorts on.

"My eyes...oh goodness gracious...I'm blind, put that thing back up!" She was pretending to cover her eyes.

I rolled mine.

"Poor thing has to be attached to you. Did you ever hear the one about a life of a penis?"

"I can only imagine what you are about to say."

She cleared her throat and put her hands together like an opera singer.

"Oh The Life of a Penis

-Hangs around with 2 nuts all the time

-Next door neighbor is a real butthole

-Has a head he can't think with

-An eye he can't see out of

-His best friend is a vajjay

-Everytime he gets excited he throws up,

-And worst of all his owner beats him, thank you ladies and gentlemen," she said falling out laughing and taking a bow.

I gave her a fake clap.

In her Elvis Presley voice she said, "Thank you very much." Then she twisted her hips like Elvis and did the pose.

I put on my sweats and walked passed her as she was still taking her pretend bows and making low cheering noises as if it was a crowd. Right before I took the first step she jumped on my back.

"Good gawd what have you been eating. It feels like I have a ton of bricks on my back."

"Whatever!"

I cupped her backside holding on to her as we walked down the stairs.

"What took ya'll so long?" JC said taking another slice of French Toast.

"I interrupted Sean jerking off?"

"Lizzy!" I yelled out.

"Sean everybody does it, its human nature. Gee-whiz calm down."

The guys started laughing and I narrowed my eyes at them. They stopped but they were barely holding it in.

"Why are the three of you here?"

"We wanted to go over some plays. I made some adjustments last night," JC said.

"We can go outside."

Lizzy fixed my plate. She loaded it down with French toast, turkey bacon, fried eggs and grits. It smelled good and it was still hot.

"So Lizzy how long are you staying?" Jarreau asked with that pretty boy smile. He was tall, good looking with a goatee. He always flirted and the ladies liked it.

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

"This was really sweet for you to come out here on short notice. I'm pretty sure Sean was excited to see you. He talks about you all the time."

"Good or bad?"

"Always good. When he makes that sour face I can tell something is up between you two. I just don't understand the two of you's relationship."

"What do you mean Jarreau?" she asked folding her arms.

"Well first off you all act like a married couple. I've noticed you finish off each other sentences and you rib each other only to laugh about it. But the most important thing is that not only you cook like the bomb shiggidy but I can see the love you have for each other. It's weird because it's like the universe wants the two of you together," he said forming an outline of a ball with his hands.

"Jarreau what you been smoking?" Peters asked laughing.

"Dr. Lizzy got way more sense then to want this fool for more than a friendship. I've seen him in the shower, she don't want that. What she needs is a real man like me. I could take her to heaven and back. She would be singing like an angel," he said starting to sing like a catholic choir.

"None of you can handle this. Beyoncé says it best because I'm so bootylicious. No one can tame this."

"Evidently Aries did?" Peters said.

Lizzy looked at me through narrowed eyes.

"No man will ever, do you hear me, ever have me whipped. It's the other way around, thank you very much. Get it straight."

I remained silent. Lizzy could hold her own and it was hysterical watching them interact with her.

"What do you see in that bald, flat, Humpty Dumpty head Aries? Have you seen the indentions in his head, look like he had a great fall but no one could put it back together again," Peters said and the others high fived him laughing.

"Hardeharhar, the three of you are lame." She made a letter L against her forehead licking her tongue at each one of them.

"He's ugly Lizzy. Looking like a burnt up cigarette bud at the end," Jarreau said.

I looked at Peters. "He talking about your cousin. You going to let these California sun kissed dudes talk

about your kin folk?"

He laughed. "Just because we the same color don't mean we kin. I'm rich, gorgeous, talented and all the women want to have my babies. I see you looking at me. You want to have my babies too." He pretended to move his lips as if he was blowing her a kiss. I shook my head trying to keep in a laugh along with the others.

She walked up to him and gently rubbed his cheek with the back of her hand.

"You may want to chill because I'm beautiful, smart, a great cook, and I know my way around a scalpel. Keep talking and you will be my bitch, having my babies." She kissed him on the cheek and smacked him on the backside walking away.

"Oh girl you turning me on," he said laughing.

"I just want to know if you are going to wear those tight apple bottom jeans, and white doctor's jacket on Fan Day? We talk about how great you look in them and the new players want to see," JC asked.

"Why do ya'll get a kick out of me walking in the locker before interview time? Y'all be thinking nasty thoughts don'tcha. Anything to get a cheap thrill although your interviewing skills shine through and through."

"You want to know the real reason?" JC asked eating his last strip of bacon.

"Enlighten me?"

"When you walk in you command the room. It's like you hood royality, like in the famous words of LL Cool J,

I want a girl with extensions in her hair

Bamboo earrings

At least two pair

A Fendi bag and a bad attitude

That's all I need to get me in a good mood

She can walk with a switch and talk with street slang

I love it when a woman ain't scared to do her thing

Standing at the bus stop sucking on a lollipop

Once she gets pumping its hard to make the hottie stop

She likes to dance to the rap jam

She sweet as brown sugar with the candied yams (JC touched her chin making her laugh, she started dancing & snapping her fingers as he continued to sing)

Honey coated complexion

Using Camay

Lets hear it for the girl she's from around the way

I need an around the way girl

Around the way girl (Peters and Jarreau chimed in)

That's the one for me

She's the only one for me

I need an around the way girl

(You got me shook up shook down shook out on your loving).

"Oh my gosh guys that's like the sweetest thing anyone has every said. Oh," she said putting her hand over her heart. She walked around giving the three of them kisses on the cheek, faking the sniffles. They all nodded at me. Jarreau gave me the thumbs up, JC winked and got a hug from her and Peters, did the LL tongue swip.

"Man, Lizzy I wished you lived here," JC said.

"Yeah you the only girl that we don't have to play fake around. You drink, cuss, fart, it's like having one of the guys around except you so pretty." Jarreau said the last few words in his Bubba Gump voice.

"Ah you think I'm pretty, Jarreau?" She started to bat her eyes and I shook my head. Ms. Drama Queen was eating all this attention up.

In his Bubba Gump voice he said, "you more than pretty."

"Ah Jarreau, you so sweet."

JC looked over at me with a smirk. I rolled my eyes finishing up breakfast.

"If the four of you were around all the time, my head wouldn't be able to fit in a car. You all make my day."

"Sean told us that you have a fashion modeling gig coming up," Peters said.

"Yeah next week in Hawaii, baby. I'm so nervous."

"Girl please we saw the pictures from Sean's shoot. They were H O T, smoking. Mane, those pictures had me believing that you two were a couple if I didn't know any better," JC said.

"Yeah I was like dang, I want to be them. Did you kiss him?"

"A girl never tells."

"I will take that as a yes." Peters gave me dap.

"With all seriousness and respect did Sean call you to come?" Jarreau asked wiping his mouth.

"No of course not. I was at the hospital in the lounge when I saw the news. I tried to call Sean but he wouldn't answer. I got a friend to cover my shift and got on the first plane here. I know Sean and though he plays it cool he hurts like we all do. He does it in a different way being Mr. Tough Guy, the Fixer and Mr. Shoulder for everyone else but deep down his heart is beaten, his thoughts are trembling in fear and analytically speaking he holds himself up trying not to let anyone down."

Everyone was quiet as I looked down at the empty plate.

"He's my bestfriend and no matter comes hell or high water I am always here for him, through the good and bad, he never has to worry," she said holding up my chin and giving me a humbling smile.

"Damn I can see why he has it bad," Peters said wiping his eyes.

"She bout to make me drop to my knees and worship her, she got it going on," JC said squirming in his seat.

I ignored them as she gave me a hug. Jarreau pretended to clap.

"You know I always got your back," she whispered in my ear.

"I know." With one last hug she walked away.

"Okay guys cookies and brownies are in the jars over there. I have some charts to finish before I go back and don't have a real job. See you all tonight."

"Wait where are y'all going?" I asked putting my plate in the dishwasher.

"Oh about that," Peters said scratching his head. "Lizzy invited us over for dinner. She's making seafood and andouille sausage jambalaya. Remember the last time she cooked, I licked my plate it was so good."

"Me too. If she cooked like that everyday, you would have permanent houseguests forreal," Jarreau said.

"When was someone going to tell me?"

"We just told you, duh. Did you have plans?"

"Well..."

"That sounds like a no to me. We need to be here to help you with Operation Boo Thang," Peters said coming around the island.

"What in the hell?"

"Sean look at it like this, we have to put the plan in motion now. You are venerable and this is the time to strike while the iron is hot. Look we all loved Lucius, we are all heartbroken over his death but I'm sure he would have wanted you with Lizzy. He always said you two made a great couple."

"You going to hell for using this tragedy."

"Do you want her?"

"I want her to come to me of her own free will."

"How long you plan on waiting?" Jarreau asked. "You need her out the friend zone into girlfriend with the potential of wifey."

"I will wait as long as I have too."

"You stupid," Peters said. "Worse case scenerio, she and Aries fall in love. They get married and live happily ever after, then what?"

"Then it wasn't meant to be."

"Can I strangle him?" Jarreau asked.

"Look man we want to help but we can't do it alone."

"She's made herself clear, she doesn't want to ruin the friendship and I don't either."

"They both stupid," JC said.

"Whatever. You all came over with the new plays so let's get down to it."

We walked outside to the enclosed sunroom. JC laid out the new plays and before long we got so wrapped up that it was almost time for practice.

"Hey guys," Lizzy said coming down in her swimsuit with her hair pinned up. She had a black wraparound skirt showing her naturally tan leg. JC and Peters were checking her out which was starting to piss me off.

"Anybody want to join me for a swim?"

"Wish we could but we need to be going. Practice starts in a hour," JC said pretending to pant like a dog.

"Ah too bad." She wrapped her arms around my neck from behind.

"You all are still coming tonight for a late dinner right?"

"Hell yeah. We will wrap this practice up in no time. I just hope you have plenty of leftovers," JC said grinning from ear to ear.

"I promise I will make enough for a small platoon. I hate you guys don't get home cook meals."

"We do too. Maybe if you just move out here then we could," Peters said.

"Find me a job, and get me a license and I'll come," she said laughing.

"You do know that can be arranged. I heard one of the assistant docs is leaving. I'm sure Dr. Roberts will be hiring soon," Jarreau said.

"Nope not going to work. I would have to do my own thing. I don't believe in pushing drugs to make you perform better. It's not fair to you or your team. At the end it hurts the player when he has nothing but issues that could have been solved long before they retire. I'm new age. I take the holistic approach before shoving medication and surgery down someone's throat."

"Well if you interested I can make a call."

"If I get to call the shots then yes, if not no. Well I will see y'all later, toddles. Have fun while I'm chilling in the warm sun while y'all out there sweating."

She walked away, took off her skirt and dived into the pool. Peters and JC stood up.

"If you weren't my boy..." I slapped Peters upside the head.

"Let's go," I said grabbing my bag and headed out the door.

Cooking for football players took not only time but blood sweat and tears. The brown rice was boiling, my sausage was cooking and I was deveining the shrimp. The fresh crabmeat was ready in the fridge so it wouldn't be long before it would be ready. Looking in the oven my three double layer apple pies and three dozen mini double chocolate mint cupcakes were baking. The cream cheese icing was chilling in the fridge and the chocolate sprinkles were in the cup.

The huge strawberry salad was tossed and the homemade vinaigrette I made was chilling. Sean had the perfect kitchen, well it was my dream gourmet kitchen. A wall of four ovens including a brick one for pizza plus a gas stove with six cooking elements. I really did love to cook but never have time to do it. I brushed the rolls with butter and garlic. The oven beeped and both my pies and cupcakes were ready. I put the rolls in the oven and added my seasoning to the rice along with my sausage, crabmeat and shrimp.

I iced the cupcakes once they were cool and sprinkled the chocolate shavings on top.

I heard the alarm beep and saw Sean coming in. His hair was still wet and his soap made him smell real good.

"Hey, it smells so good in here and I'm starving." He lifted the lids off the pots.

"Where is everybody?"

"About that...."

"What?"

He scratched his head.

"Word kinda got out and a few more people wanted to come."

"How many more like two or three."

"Peters,

JC,

Jarreau,

Dingo

Kemp

Dave

Jesse

Robins

Milligan

Me and you."

"Eleven with us!"

"If you don't have enough I can grab something."

"No, we will be fine. I had a feeling this could happen. I just need to fix some more rolls. You can probably kiss your leftovers goodbye."

"You sure?"

"I cooked two pots so you should be covered. Can you open those cans of green beans over there and toss them in the microwave?"

"Okay."

He kissed me on the cheek and thanked me. He walked back out and I heard the guys coming in.

"Cupcakes yeah! Are those your famous double chocolate mint mini cupcakes?" Jarreau asked going straight to the desserts.

"Homemade apple pie," JC said. "Please tell me you have vanilla icecream?"

"Not mine but yes in the freezer and step away from my table greedy man."

"Lizzy marry me. Forget everybody else. Only you know the secret to a man's heart," Peters said.

"Get in line she's mine," JC said hitting Peters.

"Boys if you don't stop you will both be sent away with no food tonight. Now go set the tables outside."

They grabbed the tablecloths and utensils. Sean came in and introduced me to the new guys.

Ten minutes later I was bringing out the food in huge serving dishes. JC, Peters, Dingo and Sean came out with the rest. The guys were waiting and their mouths were hanging open.

"This is what I'm talking about," Robins said picking up his fork.

"Guys first I want to say Lizzy thanks for cooking this meal. I know it's going to be delicious as your cooking always is. Secondly I know if Lucius was still here he would be siting at this table. And finally everyone bow your heads so we can say grace."

Everyone did as asked and Sean led us in prayer. Once he finished everyone started to dig in. Once everyone's plate was full all talking stopped and the only thing you heard were forks scrapping the plates.

"You should open a restaurant," Jesse said grabbing more. Everyone seem to mirror him.

"It's delicious Lizzy," Sean said looking at me and smiling.

"Glad you are enjoying."

The California sun was already completely gone as the twilight sparks took it's place. The dark sky with just a layer of crimson was the perfect backdrop for the evening dinner.

The guys talked about everything under the sun. Having this dinner was a great team building event.

Jarreau went in the kitchen and brought out the cupcakes and JC brought out the pies with ice-cream and spoons.

I heard mmm's and this is heaven from most. An hour later people were starting to leave. Looking at the clock it was a little after midnight. JC, Peters, Dingo and Jarreau stayed to help clean up the kitchen. We were joking around while Sean was outside cleaning with Jesse.

"Can I ask you something Lizzy?"

I looked to see JC passing me a glass.

"Sure."

"Do you think that you and Sean will ever be a couple?"