Friday went well at work and I was stoked for our next match.

On Saturday I got a haircut and some new rugby shorts to wear, a little tighter on the thighs and arse. Then that night I sat and watched some movies to try and improve my flirting.

Movies are so unrealistic; the characters always know what to say!

Grumbling at the movie, I did a little of the weights training Miguel had devised for me, then went to bed.

After a restless night sleep, dreaming that Miguel found out I liked him and rejected me harshly, I went to our match.

I was again a little early, but this time Miguel was early too, so I got the delicious joy of him changing next to me.

The slight funk from my dream vanished the second he smiled at me and started to undress.

Part way through, while he was shirtless, yes!

Miguel turned to me and said, “my sister did come along, she said it would be fun to watch her brother be flattened. Would you like to meet her?”

Eyes up top, look at his handsome face you perv!

“I would love to meet her.”

Winston yelled over, “ooo meeting the in-laws?”

The others laughed, while Larry said, “watch your sister round Cap, women sometimes get strange round him.”

Miguel raised a quizzical brow and Larry explained, “no one knows why, but lots of women, and men for that matter, prey on Brad. Even some I know who are usually really reserved.”

Miguel looked to me, “really?”

“Yep, it’s weird!”

The lads as one looked round and Paul said, “oh shit DD is outside alone.”

Miguel shoved his head into his rugby shirt and dashed out the door. I was a moment behind him.

Miguel’s sister was easy to spot, they had a strong sibling similarity; she had a beautiful tall slender tanned figure, her long black hair swayed to her waist, as her delicate face shone with humour at whatever Cap was saying to her.

I breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed Miguel’s shoulder before he could race down the stairs.

“It’s fine, your sister has already friends-zoned Cap. Women go one way or another, she must be a good lady.”

Miguel visibly relaxed, then turning to look up the stairs he said, “thank you for following me, but your shirt is inside out.”

“Dagnam it!”

Miguel’s rich laugh drew looks, and he went down while I went back to flip my shirt.

Out on the pitch Miguel introduced me, “Jonathan, this is my sister Lyla. This is Jonathan, who has been teaching me a lot.”

I put out my hand to shake hers and she smiled beautifully at me, “it’s a pleasure to meet you Lyla.”

Taking my hand in her soft but firm grip, she put her other hand over the top and said enthusiastically, “the pleasure is all mine. You have been looking after my big lug of a brother.”

“He is easy to look after.”

Taking her top hand off of mine, Lyla covered her mouth as a light laugh left her lips, “him? He is a nightmare! People scatter just seeing him.”

My jaw clenched, “that happened at the pub. I still don’t get it, why would anyone scream at such a handsome man.”

Lyla’s laugh was loud and full of joy, while Cap tried to stifle his.

Releasing my hand, Lyla slapped her brother on the shoulder, “oh Miguel, you’ve got a good one here, don’t let him go.”

A devilishly handsome smile spread across Miguel’s tanned face, “don’t worry, I’m definitely keeping him.”

I couldn’t help but stare, oh fuck he is so sexy when he talks about owning me!

Cap snapped me back to the present when he asked, “Lyla are you joining us later for lunch?”

Miguel’s look went dark for a moment until Cap continued, “Paul would be able to help you a lot with your advertising project. He may not look it in his uniform, but he works for a top advertising agency, I would love to get a job there too one day.”

Turning to her brother, Lyla batted her long dark lashes and sweetly asked, “Miguel are you going to buy me lunch?”

Rolling his eyes with an indulgent smile, Miguel replied, “go on then.”

Yay! I get to spend more time with Miguel.

The match went great, till it really didn’t, we got routed in the second half.

Our passes didn’t connect properly, their forwards managed to find all the gaps in our defences and every call by the ref fell against us; so in the end we lost 12-21!

With the encouraging voices of friends and family in our ears, we wandered off to get clean.