What A Feeling

Niall watches proudly as Becca manages to get one on one interviews with all the key players on the team. He smiles as he can see that she’s a bit starstruck as she talks with Steph Curry. No one else would be able to tell, yet Niall has come to know her so well, he can.

After practice, Niall and Becca go out for dinner. He listens to Becca excitedly share all of her amazing experiences from today. He watches her, thinking he couldn’t possibly love her more.

When they finally make it back to the hotel, Becca apologizes. “I’m sorry, Irish, I’ve really missed you, but I have to summarize today and get it sent off to my boss.”
He kisses her sweetly. “I understand, B.”
As she sits at the desk, beginning to type, Niall turns on the sports channel.
“Are you trying to distract me, Niall?” Becca asks.
He smirks. “Babe, if I wanted to distract you, there are much more fun ways.”
Becca blows out a heated breath. Trying to stay focused, she whispers to herself. “Basketball...basketball…”
Niall laughs. He’s enjoying knowing that she wants him, as much as he wants her.

As Becca presses send, Niall kisses her neck from behind. “All done?”
“For now, yes.”
He bends down on one knee, beside her. “Kara told me about the ass that cheated on you. You could have told me, B.”
Becca looks down into his beautiful blue eyes, with the perfect gold specks. So full of love and concern for her.
“I didn’t want to seem like some lame chick who needs to be saved.”
“Darling...some days we all need saving. You should know that...you saved me.”
Everything about the moment changes.
“I did?”
Niall smiles, taking her hand. “Yes, because of you, everything made sense. You made it all worthwhile.”
“I love you so much, Niall.”
He smirks. “More than you love baseball?”
She turns her head away from him. “Well, let’s not get crazy now.” Then turns back to him with a wink.
He laughs, tickling her waist. His blue eyes sparkling, full of amusement. Taking her hand to help her up. He puts his hands on her waist. Drawing her close, every part of them touching, hard to soft, male to female. Kissing her long and hard.
“Come with me.” He whispers in her ear. Leading her to the bathroom, he points out the large bathtub. It’s already filled with water and some flower petals.
Turning to him, Becca asks. “You like baths, Horan?”
“Usually not my kinda thing.” Then passion darkens his eyes. “But if you’re involved, then I’m game.”
She swallows hard, undressing for him.
He watches her intently, biting his lip as she moves to undress him as well.
He steps into the tub, then he puts out his hand to help her in.
He sits down in the warm water. She joins him, sitting between his legs. He washes her back, as he kisses her neck. “I love you.”
Becca leans back into him, her hands on his thighs. “I missed you, Irish.”
Niall’s hand snakes across her stomach, heading down below the water. “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.”

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