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Katrina and Derek were in their hotel room, enjoying the air conditioning that was in the room. It was an ocean front hotel and they loved the balcony that lead to the beach and the boardwalk. It was filled with people walking around and enjoying the water on a warm summer day.
After putting their things away and settling down, they made their way to the nearest supermarket to get some food and soda for a few days. Once they got back to their hotel room after about an hour, they heard a soft knock on their door. They looked at each other wndering who it could be, since they weren't expecting anybody to come see them.
Katrina slowly opened the door and gasped softly when she saw Roman and Dean standing outside of her hotel room. Roman smiled at her when she gave him the sweetest smile that she had ever given him. He walked in a bit and picked her up when she went to give him a hug.
"Roman." Katrina said softly in his ear.
He sighed happily and tightened his arms around her as she kept hers hooked around his neck. Roman slightly buried his face in her neck and took in her scent before whispering against her skin. "Katrina."
When he put her down, he cleared his throat when he saw Derek standing behind them, with a knowing smile and look on his face.
"I can't explain myself out of this with you, can I?" Asked Roman as Dean walked in behind him and greeted Katrina and Derek.
Derek shook his head. "Nope. I was beginning to wonder who was this mystery guy that she kept talking about, and now I see that it's you."
He lied. Katrina had told him about Roman before they came to Virginia but decided to not say anything, to not risk anything between them. He finished putting things away with Dean's help while Katrina and Roman went outside to the hallway to talk.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Katrina, still in surprise from seeing him here. "I didn't know you were coming."
Roman smiled at her. "Two weeks ago, you told me that you were coming here and right before you left, you said that what I decide to do with that information is up to me. Dean and I looked up some hotels here in the area and we got the last vacant room in this hotel. So yesterday, when Dean and I said that we were busy, it was because we were on our way here. We got here a little over an hour ago and we were trying to find our way here."
"You came all the way up here for me?" Katrina asked.
"I told you that I like you and that I wanted to make it up to you." Said Roman. "I meant every word of that. Can I take you out tonight?"
Katrina smiled at him. "Yes, I'd like that."
Three hours later...
Katrina has spent the last three hours, looking through every piece of clothing that she had bought along with her and Derek was right there with her, helping out. Finally picking an outfit, she quickly took a shower and began to get ready and heard a knock on the door ten minutes before Roman was supposed to come pick her up.
"He's early." She said in a bit of a panicky tone.
"That's a good thing." Said Derek. "You look gorgeous, Honey, don't worry."
Derek opened the door and saw Roman standing on the other side of the door. He had on a white, button up shirt with short sleeves, cargo shorts and a pair of comfortable looking sandles with his hair in a small and neat bun. He smelled like the 1 Million colonge by Paco Rabanne which Katrina could smell from behind Derek. He had shaven and Derek had to admit, Katrina seemed to have good taste in guys when it comes to their physicality.
Roman smiled when he saw her in a pink dress that reached her knees and had thin straps, beige sandles, and her hair in a French braid. She smelled of Strawberries and had lipgloss on with diamond studs on her ears. He loved the fact that she never wore makeup and yet, she seemed to look pretty every single time.
"You look beautiful." Said Roman as he walked in and gave her a hug.
She blushed and thanked him. Katrina took her matching pink purse that had her phone, wallet, and one of the hotel keys in case Derek wasn't in the room when she came back. Before Roman walked out of the room behind her, Derek gently grabbed his arm, making him turn around to face him.
"I won't tell anybody about the two of you, if that's what you both want. I'll make that promise to you and her, and I'll keep it." Derek said. "I'm really good at keeping a promise. But if you hurt her, I'm going after you first. Katrina is like my sister and I love her very much."
"Thank you, and I'll make sure to make her happy." Said Roman. "Can I ask you a question though, that I've been wanting to ask." Derek nodded, wanting to hear his question. "Has she ever had a boyfriend before?"
Derek looked at him carefully before responding. "No, she's never had one. And between you and I...she's never been kissed either. So make it extra special for her and be extra good to Katrina. For the first time since I met her, she has finally found a guy that genuinely likes and cares for her. Don't think I don't notice the way you look at Katrina. You have a desire in your eyes for her and it's as if she's the only one you see when you look at her. Here's my phone number."
He took Roman's phone and wrote down his number. Roman filled in the rest of the information needed before finally adding the new contact to his phone.
"If it feels right, kiss her. She's been talking about you for weeks now. I'm surprised you haven't done it yet." Said Derek. "Katrina's obviously waiting for you to make the first move. If something happens, of if you just need an opinion or a piece of advice, call or text me and I'll try to help you out."
Roman nodded and made his way out to the hallway and meet up with Katrina. They made their way outside the hotel and felt the warmth of the Summer night touch their skin. She looked at him from the corner of her eye and all she wanted to do was melt into his arms. Katrina loved everything physical about him. His size, and his tattoos. Roman's grey eyes and the way that he looked at her even when they're having a normal conversation. The way he talks to her and only her as if they had their own language that nobody else understood.
"Have you been here before?" Asked Roman.
Katrina nodded. "Yeah, I used to come here every summer until I moved to Florida. My dad got a new job when we did and so we had to wait about a year for him to be able to get vacation again. So I started getting little jobs here and there over the summer, to save up some money for myself. I love coming here though. The atmosphere, the people, the feeling that I get when I'm here...it's amazing to me."
They stopped by a large crowd and tired to move towards the front to be able to see better. It was four guys introducing breakdancing and once they were done with the first number, they introduced themselves to the crowd. Katrina snuggled up to Roman when she felt a strong arm of his wrap around her waist to keep her close. He looked down at her and saw how much she enjoyed what they were doing and softly brushed his lips against her forehead, leading to her laying her head on his shoulder.
When they passed by a few clothing stores, Roman and Katrina reached a small restaurant on a corner. They went in an ordered and sat outside to eat their food when they got their order.
"I've been wanting to ask you this since the day you told me...how come you stopped dancing?" He asked as he took a sip of his soda.
Katrina swallowed her food before responding. "After my parents got divorced, my dad forced me to stop. My mom used to be a professional dancer before she got into a car accident and became a nurse. I understand, in a way, why he wanted me to stop. It bought back a lot of memories and maybe he just didn't want those memories anymore. But after about three years or so of not dancing, I felt the urge to start again. I just didn't want my dad to find out because I knew that if he did, he would still try to force me to stop. So because I was already considered an adult, I haven't told him. Besides, I dance now for fun, for pleasure...for me. I don't have any intentions of trying to become famous."
Both stayed silent for a while as they ate and watched the people pass by while listening to the music that the restaurant had before either one of them spoke up again.
"Do you like fireworks?" Asked Roman. "They give fireworks all summer on Wednsdays and Sundays at ten. If the weather allows it, I mean."
She smiled at him. "You've done your research on this place."
"Well, I figured that you have either been here before, or you've heard about this place and you've liked what you heard enough to want to try it out." Roman said.
"I love fireworks, so we'll definitely be watching them tonight." Said Katrina.
Roman smiled at her and reached across the table to grab her hands. Lacing their fingers together, he stroked her hands with his thumbs before standing up and leaning slightly across the table, careful not to knock anything over and make a mess. Just as his lips were about to land on hers, they heard a loud ruckus coming from nearby and saw that it was just a bunch of drunk college guys playing around.
Feeling as if the mood for a kiss was a bit ruined, Roman sat back down and Katrina silently felt annoyed as he did. How much longer did she have to wait to get a kiss from him? Maybe she was just getting impatient because she felt as if this whole thing wasn't going fast enough when they both knew how they felt about each other. Granted she knows that she wants Roman to make it up to her for what he did in the library, but Katrina also wants to just melt in his arms and feel his lips against hers.
Katrina wants him to be a bit more sensitive to what she wants and needs, and he even admitted that he should have been before saying the things that he said to her that day. Noticing her change of mood, Roman moved himself and his food to sit right next to her.
"How am I doing so far?" He softly asked her.
"You're going in the right direction." She replied. "Don't get lost, now."
Two hours later...
As they were walking on the boardwalk, they stopped nearby an entrance to the boardwalk. They talked as they enjoyed the atmosphere and held on to each other as they did. Taking some pictures, they decided to not post them up on social networking sites, to not allow anybody from school to see them. Katrina grabbed his hand and took him to where the sand was. Seeing that her mood had positively changed since earlier in the night, he was quick to join in and play around.
Roman chased her around until he was able to reach her and playfully, but gently, take her down. As their noses brushed against each others, the fireworks display began. The boardwalk quickly filled with those coming in from the street to watch and the hotel balconies quickly filled as well with those who were still in their hotel rooms.
Watching a display, Roman didn't realize that he had her wrapped in his arms. He looked down at her and into her blue eyes when Katrina looked up at him. Leaning on his elbow, he stroked her cheek with his thumb and slowly leaned down.
"What if we miss the fireworks?" She asked softly.
Roman shook his head. "We won't."
In that moment, he lips finally reached hers as he began to kiss her. Feeling her relax underneath him, he wrap an arm around her to deepen the kiss. They were making fireworks of their own with the kiss that they were sharing, as if it's something that they've been deprived off since the day they met. It was sweet and gentle, but filled with want and desire.
Hearing the frequency of the fireworks in the background escalade, they pulled away from each other, to see the display rise in activity before finally ending. Roman looked back at Katrina who seemed to like the part of the fireworks that she was able to catch before looking back up at Roman. They kissed again, forgetting about where they were or who was around them.
Three weeks later...
"Alright guys, bring it in." Said Roman as he stood in the middle of the locker room with his assistant coach and the guys that were trying out for the team. "Good job out there today. I know it has been a rough two weeks for everyone, but if you want to join the team, you have to do this. Even those that are returning. No special treatment for you guys."
Tryouts have been going on for the past two weeks and Roman couldn't be happier. He and Katrina have felt inseperable, even though it's been at least a week since they've seen each other. She had to get a few things done for when school started and it's kept her busy. Roman has tried to keep from getting miserable from how much he's missed her.
"With the new semester starting next week, I hope everybody has everything that they need." Continued Roman. "You already know the drill with the schedules and your textbooks. I announced the situation before the ending of last semester, with the physical that every single one of you need to have done and hopefully you have already done it. We will not run after you for it. You also know that to stay on the team, you need at least a 'C' average. Anything less, we will have to take you off the team, or at least bench you, until you bring up your average. You may love to play football, but your grades are more important. Football will not help you graduate from college. Please keep that in mind everybody."
"Another thing..." Stated the assistant coach. "Coach and I will have a few classes this semester that we'll have to teach. If you want to practice here on the field and we're not able to be here, then let us know so that we can have the equipment ready for you to practice with. We'll put up our schedules so that everyone could know when Coach and I have our classes and when we'll be free. But please put the equipment back to where they belong when you finish. Don't just leave them out there, waiting for other people to clean up after you. We're not your maids. Is that understood?"
The guys in the locker room agreed and they talked a bit more before Roman and his assistant coach, let them go for the day. After everybody left, Roman was left by himself in his office and he decided to take a quick shower instead of waiting until he got home. Getting out of the shower, he walked to his office with a towel around his waist and his hair soaking wet. Putting on a clean pair of basketball shorts and a clean wife beater, he heard a knock on the door. Turning around, he smiled when he saw Katrina standing at the door to his office.
Picking her up, she squealed in excitement as he spun her around. Keeping her in his arms, he closed the door and closed the blinds on the windows before putting her back down. He leaned down and shared a kiss with her and it quickly became more passionate than they thought it would. They knew that she may get into trouble, if she got caught in the guys' locker room, but they didn't care at the moment. She had Derek keeping an eye out on everything outside in the hallway.
Roman picked her up again and sat her on his desk, without breaking the kiss. Katrina took his face in her hands and felt his hands making their way up her legs. She leaned back onto his desk, closing her eyes in pleasure, feeling his hands on her. He pulled her to him and heard a moan excape from Katrina when his lips traveled her neck. Roman's kisses made their way all over her and made their way down to her collarbone. She arched her back and dug her fingers into his still wet hair before whimpering when Roman's hands went slightly under her skirt.
"Wait..." Katrina whispered. He quickly stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. "I don't think I'm ready for that, yet."
He smiled and got up, pulling her up with him. "It's okay, I understand."
"You're not mad?" She asked as she looked up at him with innocence in her eyes.
"No, I'm not mad." Roman said as he noticed the look in her eyes. "Why would I be mad?"
"Because there's guys that get mad when girls don't have sex with them." She replied.
Roman looked at her softly and kissed her forehead. "I'm not that kind of guy. When the time comes for that, we'll make sure it's special."
Katrina blushed and looked down. "You just want to see me blush."
He let out a deep chuckle. "As cute as you are when you do, I'm being honest."
Katrina's phone gave out an alert, letting her know that she had recieved a text message. Looking at the message, her eyes widened and she quickly got off of Roman's desk.
"It's Derek." She stated. "He said he saw somebody walking towards the locker room."
Roman quickly got his things together and turned off the light to his office. He signaled for both of them to be as quiet as they could be as he walked out first to see if there was anybody in there. He hadn't heard the door and was wondering if it was just one of those moments where he didn't hear because of being busy with something else.
Reading the new message that she recieved from Derek, she relayed the message to Roman.
"He said that the guy turned the corner, but to hurry up in case he turns around to come back."
Roman opened the door to the locker room and looked outside into the hallway. Seeing that nobody was around, he grabbed Katrina's hand and walked out. Because there were no cameras around in that area, they were both lucky that there was nothing to catch them there.
They met up with Derek outside of the school and Katrina stuck by him while Roman walked behind them, keeping his distance. It didn't help knowing that their cars were parked right next to each other and Roman couldn't help but take her back into his arms.
"I really missed you." He whispered to her, sending shivers down her back.
She smiled up at him and kissed his nose. "I've missed you, too. Can I see you tomorrow?"
Roman grinned at her. "That would make me very happy."
Katrina giggled and allowed him to kiss her again before allowing her to get into her white, Range Rover.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Babygirl." He told her, pecking her lips one more time.
"I'll see you tomorrow."