Olivia
Anthony and I got back to our house, the last thing I expected was a victory party and I had to go over to Liam’s. I need to get used to this if I’m dating the quarterback. Not just any quarterback, but one who will be drafted into the NFL.
“Anthony, I need help.” I said to him.
“Let me guess, you need a Jessica Rabbit outfit and not Elly May Clampett.” Anthony replied
“Yep, how did you know?” I ask Anthony.
“Darling, you know I love dressing you up, trust me, I know when the opportunity strikes and the first party you go to voluntarily of The Football Gods, and as Mr. Football’s girlfriend. I’m all over that. Come, let’s raid your wardrobe!” Anothony says pulling my arm to go up the stairs.
After 45 minutes of raiding all my clothes, Anthony settled on what he called a sex
