The Playboy (Paddock Passion Series Book 3)

Part One - Chapter Two

Chapter Two

I looked around the nursery, happy at how we had set the place up, then headed out the back to the bathroom. 

As I saw my reflection in the mirror, I looked tired, it had been a long flight out here, the first race being in Qatar.

 I sighed as I noticed the jet lagged induced bags under my eyes.  I washed my face In cold water, the heat was stifling.  I scraped back my shoulder length brown hair into a pony tail, applied a little cream eyeshadow to my eyelids, that made my brown eyes pop slightly, to detract from the dark circles that loomed beneath, adding a little lip gloss on my full red lips.  I took out my Paddock Tot’s polo shirt, from my bag, and put it on, over a pair of black cotton shorts, and I was ready as I would ever be to face the world.

“Did you turn on the Aircon Agnes?” I asked noting again how humid and hot it was

“Yes Lovely, it is on full blast! not sure it is making much difference” she added. 

The race on Sunday would be under the cover of nightfall, when the heat was bearable for the riders, but the day to day work must continue despite the heat, so we needed to be here, on hand to look after the little ones.  I was excited to see them all again, see how much they had grown since November, and given the time was now 9 am, I would not have long to wait.

I was right it was not long at all before, Emily Sutherland and her daughter Molly arrived with my cousin Nathalie and her son Marc.

“Look at you two, you have both grown so much, Molly you look such a big girl!” the little girl, was the nursery princess, everyone loved her, she was a little diva, her blond curls now hung below her shoulders, her big blue eye’s excitedly taking in all she surveyed.  And Marc, he was now 11 months old, he was the double of his Daddy, his thick black hair and olive skin, and was toddling around now a little unsteady on his feet but following Molly everywhere she ran to.

“Look at you Marc, who is a big boy walking?” I continued smiling at his little face as he looked up at me as if to say, who are you again?

“Hi Em, Hi Nat, just need you to complete the paperwork again for me” Angus handed them the forms, and they both started to fill in the details.

“Hey Lilly, how are you? Are you glad to be back?” Em asked me, she had, last season come down to give Agnes and I a hand here when we were busy.

“Hi Em, Yes I am, apart from the heat!” I laughed

“Yeah it is a killer” Nat then turned to me and reached out giving me a hug

“As you can see, Marc is walking, he is into everything,” Nat continued watching her son lovingly

“Oh, do you have a waiting list?” Emily asked me she looked a little shy, which was unusual

“no not yet, but if we get more regular kids, we will need another person here” I informed her

“Okay, well you will have another one to look after in around 6 months, baby Sutherland” Em said smiling

“Your Pregnant! Wow Em Congratulations” I smiled happy for her, that lady had been through so much it was really good news, and given Emily was married to my other cousin Sam, who was Nat’s brother, it felt like our family was taking over.

“Yes, I am 12 weeks now, Molly knows, so may well tell you all about it, she is more than a little excited.”

“Great to see you so happy, and Molly so happy as well” I said, meaning every last word.

“How’s things been for you over the winter Lilly, was all okay back home?” Nat asked me, her voice full of concern, it was obvious my Mam and spoken to Aunty Lou, Nat’s Mam.

“Humm lest said about that, soonest mended” I did not want to go into how horrific it had all been, how much my old school bullies had turned to social media to continue harassing me, nor did I want to say how my Ex had all but stalked me through the winter. Now was not the time, and I had left that all behind me, and I was happy to be back in the paddock away from the drama.

“If things are bad Lilly, you know you are family, so you are welcome to come stay with Sab and I anytime” Nat extended her hand and gave my arm a little reassuring squeeze.  I smiled and thanked her, for all she was my cousin, we did not really know each other that well, our families had not been close, but last year she had made such an effort for me, I was pleased to count her as one of my friends, not just some distant cousin.

We continued to chat, about the kids, and life in general, when a familiar Australian accent boomed out

“Hey Molly, got you another present, you going to forgive old Mark for running you over yet kid?”

As I turned, Mark Johnstone was stood looming in the doorway, with a giant light brown Teddy bear sporting a bright red bow tie. He was holding it out to Molly. Johnstone had accidently run Molly over last year in the paddock, thankfully she had no serious injuries, but never forgot it, and would uncharacteristically give him the cold shoulder ever since.  Molly looked at him and shook her little head.

“Marc, come with me and play” she demanded, taking the toddler by the hand, and dragging him over to the ball pit, completely ignoring Johnstone’s existence.

“Aww Man, she ain’t never going to forget it is she?” he said in mock sadness

He then turned to me and looked me up and down, then smiled “Hey pretty” he said to me with the obvious charm offensive clear on his face.

Now I do not really understand the law’s, or if there even are law’s of biology, but why would this man who’s actions repulsed me make my heart almost leap out of my chest when he looked at me and called me pretty?  I have no clue, but by heaven and earth I would not become his prey. So, I took a leaf out of Molly’s play book, and turned on my heal heading to the ball pit, completely ignoring him.

“Down Boy, she is my cousin” Nat scolded Mark.

“And our friend!” Emily added

“Gees guys you cannot blame me for trying!” I heard him laugh but I refused to look over, to even acknowledge his existence. He was the biggest ego and player in the paddock, and I certainly did not require his attention.

Marks Point of View

By God that little thing was one sexy girl, what they would call a natural beauty, I could imagine bending her over and giving her what for no problem.  Just looking at her small but perfectly formed body, those hips, those delectable natural larger boobs, her slender legs, and that fine ass, gave me a tingle in my groin. 

How come I had never noticed her before, she was obviously trying to play hard to get, but her eye’s had betrayed her, I saw them dilate as she clocked me, so game on little Miss Innocent and I made an internal bet with myself that I would have her by the end of the weekend, in my bed, screaming my name.

I walked away leaving the giant teddy behind and headed over to the medical centre, first call of the day a piss test for drugs, after one of the riders had been caught taking steroids these were a regular occurrence, not that it worried me at all, I liked a drink but drugs recreational or even performance enhancing had never been my bag.  I got all the high I needed from the adrenaline of racing and f*****g as many of the local beauties I could get my hands on.  Plus, I was no cheat, I would be champion one day, and that would be down to me, not some artificial help.

As I entered the medical centre, one of the nurses handed me the pot, took down my details, then two managers escorted me to watch me piss in it, that was a little weird although I wanted to ‘go’ I could only manage a few painful drops at a time.  Probably Blondie and Redhead had worn out the little fella, although he seemed perky enough when I glimpsed “Little Miss Innocent” at the nursery.

When I was done, I headed back to the nurse and handed it in, she blushed shyly at me as she took it from me, I could tell she was trying to concentrate on her job at hand, but kept glimpsing up at me. Game on nursey, game on.

“Hey what time do you finish here, maybe you can give me a physical later” I drawled at her.

She giggled slightly and said “5pm” then winked at me. 

“Will pick you up” I told her, and that was that my drugs test done, and a guaranteed good time with nursey for the evening, Today was a good day.

I headed over to the press conference, the first interview for my new team, Sab was waiting.

“Hey Sab”

“Hi Mark, how are you doing?” he asked, he was a good guy, and I was looking forward to learning from him, so that next year I would take the world by storm.

“Yeah good mate, you ready for the bull s**t”

“will be good to get the first one over with so for sure we can race” Sab continued.

Thankfully, he would field most of the questions today, his retirement announcement had been big news, so today I would not have to worry my head to much about the right things to say. I had gotten into so much trouble over the years for saying completely the wrong thing, and sometimes forgetting we were live on air and the odd swear word would escape, costing me a small fortune in team fines.

As we took our seats, I was correct, the questions were all for Sab, so I happily distracted myself from the tedium with thoughts of nursey and wondered what she was into sexually, I hoped she was good in bed and would be up for wearing her uniform. 

Then my mind wandered to little Miss Innocent, and that really woke my c**k up, I could feel the bulge in my pants, funny girls did not affect my thoughts this much, maybe it was because she was playing hard to get.  The bulge in my pants was pressing against the denims and I had gone commando today, it was becoming uncomfortable, causing the end to burn slightly, so had to drag my mind away, back to the eternal boredom of this press conference.

Finally, it finished, and we posed for the photos, shaking hands, all that s**t we have to do as performing monkeys.

I picked out my phone and noticed a missed call from the medical centre, Nursey sure was keen, I liked keen, keen meant I could do what I damned well pleased to her later. I rang the number back

“G’day its Johnstone, I got a missed call” I said, as sexily as I could muster

“Yes, it is Nurse Jan here, sorry we must cancel our plans for this evening, oh and Dr Jorge Rinns needs to see you urgently” Nurse Jan’s voice was as cold as Ice, what the f**k was her problem!

“Heading over now” I said, wondering what the f**k was this about!

As I walked towards the medical centre  I passed Paddock Tots, and stole a glimpse of little miss innocent, she was bending over to pick up one of the kids, oh f**k, yeah, I would love to bend that ass over, again the burn in by c**k started as it hardened at the sight of her, and I noticed the beating of my heart picking up tempo, that was new!

I tore myself away from watching her and headed to the medical centre. The image of her playing on a loop in my brain.  As I entered Nursey Jan gave me a cold stare, then showed me to Dr Jorge’s room,

“Wait here” she said refusing to make eye contact, but not in a shy way, more like I was the s**t on her shoe type of way.  This unnerved me slightly, I knew I had not taken anything illegal, I maybe a lot of things, but I was no f*****g cheat, what was going on!

Jorge entered, and closed the door behind him, taking a seat behind his desk he looked at me seriously.

“Okay Mark, for sure I sent off your samples to the lab, and also I ran some standard tests here, Sorry but you have chlamydia, no s*x for a week or so, and take these tablets as instructed.  I have authorised them with the governing body so you can still race.  You may want to do a HIV test if you are having unprotected s*x. We can do this now for you, results will take a few days.”

I sat in stunned silence; I had the f*****g clap! I always used condoms how was that even …… oh wait a god damn minuet,! last month I had ran into a girl from my home town who proceeded to give me the f**k me eyes so I did, who was I to refuse that tasty morsel. I was uncharacteristically not prepared so risked it for a biscuit and gave her it bare back, what a f*****g i***t! And now I had to have nursey Jen, Jan or whatever the f**k her name was testing me for f*****g HIV, and for the first time in forever I felt ashamed of my life choices.