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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 26, 2024 8:12:18 GMT -8
He liked charity events when they were his, when they had a real purpose, and made a real change in the community. Not when it was just hotshot names getting together for the paper, made mandatory by the league, and when he had to see Olivia draped on Elio’s arm. This would be the worst charity event of them all. The gala was to promote good sportsmanship and positive behavior. Sawyer didn't know how in the hell money would help with that, but it was all for show as he was required to attend. The fans wanted a show. They didn’t want to see them get along and be the best of friends on the field. The League just wanted to stop paying for the medical bills. They probably did add up after a while. Sawyer was at the bar, chatting with George Fawley, Keeper for the Arrows, about how nice of a save he had last week against United. George asked about the rumors of him and Olivia. Sawyer was taking a a sip of his beer when she entered the room in the arm of Elio. His heart constricted. His mouth burned. ”There’s your answer,” he said, before chugging the rest of the drink and ordering another. OutfitOlivia Moretti Olivia Moretti
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 26, 2024 9:17:15 GMT -8
Olivia was actually looking forward to the event. It was an excuse to get dressed up and go out with Elio, though there was one reason why she was also dreading it: Sawyer. There would be no getting through this night without seeing him, having to be near him, maybe even talk to him. Ever since that week of the full moon, she hadn't been able to get him out of her mind. It crushed her every time, made her feel so incredibly guilty. But she had to give Elio the chance, though it was becoming more and more apparent that she was just wasting his time. Olivia hated herself for it. She knew that she was the bad guy in this scenario, but she didn't know what to do at this point. Elio was practically living with her. The deeper she got into all this, the more shame she felt, knowing that she was hurting two people she cared about.
The closer it got to the event, the more these thoughts consumed her and she found herself standing in front of her mirror, her fingers straightening her earrings, wishing she didn't have to go. She was already dressed in a new dress, her hair and her makeup all done and perfected. Olivia was waiting on Elio to finish tying his shoes and then they would be leaving. Her eyes stayed on the mirror, inspecting her appearance, seeing when Elio finished and walked over to her. She saw his arms move before she felt his hands sliding over her waist to her stomach, pulling her into his chest. He placed a soft kiss to her shoulder and Liv hummed. "You ready?" She placed her hands over his and leaned her head back. "As ready as I'll ever be," she replied before turning to face him. Her arms wrapped around his torso and hugged him. His arms wrapped around her as she felt the violent pull of Apparition, her eyes shut to block out all the spinning, and before she knew it they had landed.
She walked inside with him, her arm draped over his, smiling as she was met by flashes from the photographers. Hopefully she didn't give them anything more to talk about. Sawyer was impossible to be around sometimes. As soon as the photographers lost interest in them, Elio turned to Liv. "You want to get a drink?" She smiled up at him. "Of course." Elio smiled back and lead her to the bar, her gaze immediately finding Sawyer. Liv really hated how much his stare affected her, her heart already starting to race and a flush of warmth shuddering up her spine. Elio didn't do that to her. "George!" Elio greeted the Keeper by clapping him on the back and Olivia forced her gaze off Sawyer to look at the man he was with. George and Olivia were introduced, but she stayed quiet as the other two conversed and struggled to keep her eyes off Sawyer.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 26, 2024 9:29:31 GMT -8
His heart sank low into the pit of his stomach as he saw Elio and Liv walk in his direction. He was at the bar, a place where most people frequented, but why did they have to come there now? He silently hoped that they wouldn't come up to him so that he didn't have to be friendly or have to do any introductions. Sawyer wanted to get through the night with as little interactions with anyone as possible, especially with the woman he was in love with.
Luck was not on his side. Elio came right up to him and George. Well, only George. Sawyer apparently blended into the wall, which wasn't true. Look at him. He was Sawyer Rhodes! Not only did Elio not greet him, neither did Olivia, not even looking in his direction. As if he was suddenly the bad guy. Thankfully, his drink finally arrived. He took a long drink, looking at Liv's form fitting dress over the rim of the glass. He lowered the glass and said quietly, "Olivia."
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 26, 2024 9:37:16 GMT -8
Her throat was so dry as she stood there, feeling his gaze on her. The pounding of her heart echoed in her ears and she just really wanted that drink right about now. He said her name and she looked at him, that band tightening around her heart as she took him in. "Sawyer," she said breathlessly, feeling like the air had been sucked out of her lungs just from his stare. She quickly pulled herself together and moved to stand closer to him, leaning past him to order a firewhiskey on the rocks. Elio was too wrapped up in his conversation to notice. Olivia leaned back when the drink was in her hand, her dark eyes passing over him. "You look good."
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 26, 2024 9:44:32 GMT -8
His heart fluttered as she said his name, just as she said it in the hotel room. A warm, damp heat coursed through him as he remembered that night, wishing that it had been more than just that one night, but it was too late for that. She was with someone else, someone that she seemed happy with. Someone who wasn't afraid or hated werewolves. Sawyer couldn't give her that, even if he was working on it. She leaned past him to order her drink, taking in her expensive perfume, making his stomach bubble. His eyes followed her as she stepped back when she got her drink. "So do you," he replied. She always looked good. There was a heavy silence between them as there was an easy chatter between Elio and George. Sawyer downed the rest of his beer again, getting the courage that he normally didn't need. "You want to dance," he asked.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 26, 2024 9:53:06 GMT -8
She couldn't stop the warmth and pride that started to spread as he complimented her back, knowing just how honest he was with her. It was followed by a pang running through her heart, having some general notion as to the things he's been feeling toward her. Olivia could still remember the way he looked at her at the luncheon, the hope that she saw there has haunted her. He asked her to dance. "Yes," she said without thinking, setting her drink down. Her heart was fluttering faster than a hummingbird's wings, a lightness bubbling up in her chest. She should've said no. What was she doing? But then Sawyer was leading her out onto the dancefloor and she craved to feel his touch once more.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 26, 2024 20:11:18 GMT -8
Sawyer was slightly surprised at how quickly Olivia answered him, especially with her boyfriend there. There was no hesitation. He held his hand out to her. She placed her manicured hand into his, sending a pulsing current up his extremity. His gaze flicked to their connected hands and up to her whiskey eyes, wondering if she felt the same thing. Probably not, not when she had the doting boyfriend. He didn't know if he would find anyone who held the same spark that Olivia had that set him ablaze. He could try, but that didn't mean he would succeed.
When they were on the dancefloor, Sawyer brought her close, his hand still holding hers, while the other hung on her waist. The music playing tonight was soft and classical and methodical, unlike the lively, fluid music that they had first danced to, feeling her body pressed against his. He tried to play it professional as he held her, just being a teammate, by looking around the room, anywhere but at her. He couldn't help himself. His oceanic eyes met her whiskey ones and his heart leapt into his throat. The first time holding her this close since realizing he was in love with her. "You really do look beautiful," he said quietly, his hand on her waist grasping her just a little bit tighter.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 26, 2024 23:52:03 GMT -8
Their hands connected and that electrical current shot up her arm, leaving tingles in its wake. Her gaze met his and her heart started to pick up speed in her chest, racing faster than the beat of the music, throwing her off kilter completely. Olivia kept her composure, but there was a part of her that wanted more than that simple touch. She didn't know if she'd ever stop wanting him or if the feeling would eventually dissipate. Liv kind of doubted that it would. Her feet carried her to the dancefloor, her eyes still on Sawyer as he led her out there. Elio was completely forgotten by the time he put his hand on her waist and pulled her closer.
The music surrounded them, other couples dancing along around them, but Olivia felt as if they were the only people in the room. Her attention zeroed in on him, her heart aching as he looked everywhere but at her. She just couldn't keep her eyes off of him, staring at his face while taking in just how handsome he looked tonight. It felt like something had a vice grip on her heart, squeezing it as soon as his eyes met hers again. Everyone else disappeared until it was just them dancing in the middle of the room. He told her she looked beautiful and the butterflies started swarming inside her stomach, her heart leaping to her throat. "Thank you," she whispered, her gaze unwavering. Her hand that rested on his shoulder dug in a little, wanting to pull him closer but knowing that she couldn't. She couldn't tell if she was more happy or sad to be dancing with him tonight. "Sawyer, I - " she started before she was cut off by a hand coming to her shoulder. Olivia looked up into the face of Elio, feeling so incredibly disappointed that her time with Sawyer was coming to a close. "Mind if I cut in?"
Her eyes moved to Sawyer, her lips parted as she stared at him, feeling reluctant to leave. But he was already letting go of her and Elio's hands were replacing his. Olivia looked over at Elio and saw him leaning down to kiss her, panic rising in her chest. Her body screamed at her, telling her how wrong this was, urging her to go back to Sawyer, but she leaned into the kiss instead. By the time she had opened her eyes again, Sawyer was gone.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 27, 2024 4:09:06 GMT -8
Before, if her fingers had dug into his shoulders, Sawyer would have assumed that she was trying to use her werewolf claws to kill him. Now, he wanted her to pull him in more until there wasn't space between them, not a breath of air. Or maybe she wished that she would kill him, just to put him out of the misery he was feeling seeing her with someone else, knowing that he was the one who couldn't put his issues aside to be with her. She breathed his name, and he swore his heart stopped. The world stopped. It seemed to always stop when it was just the two of them.
Instead, it came to a screeching halt when a face came into view. Elio stopped them, asking to cut in. It seemed that they just started dancing. They were still in the middle of the first dance, so Sawyer wasn't sure why the Beater was interrupting them just yet. Elio was the boyfriend, however. Sawyer was just a coworker. Sawyer nodded his defeat and released the witch reluctantly. Elio's hands were already going to where his just were. Jealousy coursed through him, waving through his veins, gnawing at his insides, knowing that Elio was touching her the same places he had. When he looked back, they were kissing, and his heart constricted.
He was half tempted to leave. He had been seen, did his rounds, and wasn't going to make a donation. Sawyer had no effort to try and network tonight, not when he saw Olivia completely smitten and happy with someone else. Before he could leave, Alton Rackett from the Ministry came up to him, talking to him about what a great event and wonderful cause this was. Sawyer lied his ass off, keeping a smile on his face. He even did when he saw Olivia again, heading his way, his smile never faltering, even though he wanted to dart out the door.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 27, 2024 9:34:02 GMT -8
It took a lot of effort to focus her attention on Elio instead of searching for Sawyer with her eyes. She felt annoyed that they'd been interrupted so quickly, but she tried to keep her displeasure from showing. There were too many prying eyes around, people who were smart enough to put two and two together. Well, the rumors pretty much confirmed they were putting things together when it came to Sawyer and Olivia. She didn't need to feed that particular monster anymore. Still, she could feel his indescribable pull from across the room, her body craving for just one more touch. The dance was over and Liv asked if Elio would get her a new drink while she ran off to the ladies room. That would buy her just enough time.
Her gaze found him with ease, smiling and chatting with someone. But his posture was tense, like he didn't want to be there. Her heart lurched at the sight and she made her way over to him. "Excuse me, Mr. Rackett," she said as she stepped up to the two of them, the older gentleman turning and walking away, leaving them alone. "Sawyer, I'm sorry." Her dark eyes were searching the ocean in his, wondering which way the waves were crashing now.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 27, 2024 12:37:40 GMT -8
Mr. Rackett wouldn't stop talking. Sawyer felt the tension in his shoulders, right between his shoulder blades, creeping up his neck. If he stood there any longer, it would settle into the base of the right side of his skull where all of the stress settled if it persisted for long enough. Alton praised Sawyer for how great of an addition Sawyer was to the League and how great of a sportsman he was. This man must not know that Sawyer had many fouls on his record, but he didn't correct him.
Even though Olivia was walking in his direction, he was silently hoping she would walk right past him or divert her direction at the last minute. He didn't get his wish. She walked right up to him and Mr. Rackett, asking the older gentleman to give them a minute. Unfortunately, Olivia got what she wanted.
"For what? He's your boyfriend. He has every right to dance with you. To kiss you anytime he wants," Sawyer replied with a small hint of venom in his words.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 27, 2024 15:23:51 GMT -8
She was trying to apologize for Elio. Not just his interrupting their dance, but for flaunting her relationship to him right in front of Sawyer. His tone did not go unnoticed, a pang running through her the moment he started speaking. Her lips pulled into a frown. "He should have let us finish the dance," she said. "I don't know why he jumped in so quickly." And the kiss? "I wasn't expecting him to kiss me." Elio enjoyed to put his lips on her in private, but in public it was a different story. They usually only kissed once or twice when they were around other people.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 27, 2024 16:41:45 GMT -8
Elio should have let them finish the dance, but probably ended it for the best. Sawyer was too desperate to get his hands on her, feel her touch once more. When Elio was compared to Sawyer, there was no competition. Sawyer was better in all aspects. More charming, more handsome, better kisser, better talker, better everything. He would understand why the younger Beater would be jealous. Jealousy and brazen arrogance overcoming him, Sawyer stepped closer to Liv, leaning into her. His lips brushing her ear. "Why? Is he jealous that you think of me instead?" He backed up, his ocean eyes were bold and brazen as they searched hers.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Mar 27, 2024 18:50:25 GMT -8
He stepped closer to her and her chest was bubbling, her eyes on him as he leaned in, her heart beating rapidly, pounding against her ribs the closer he got. His lips brushed against her ear and warmth shuddered up her spine, a shiver running through her. His words, however, struck a nerve. Sawyer stepped back, the arrogance swimming in his gaze, and Olivia's eyes narrowed. Without much thought or care, Liv placed her hands on his chest and pushed him backwards and through the door leading to the hallway, away from prying eyes and ears. The door swung shut behind them as she shoved him toward the bannister. "You've got a lot of fucking nerve! I happen to like Elio."
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Mar 28, 2024 3:03:39 GMT -8
She gave him a strong push out the door, causing a whoosh of air to escape his lungs. The banister stopped him, his hands bracing himself on it as she came marching out after him, chastising him. It was when she was emphasizing that she liked her boyfriend that the same cocky smirk, indenting his cheek, appeared. "Do you," he asked, tilting his head as his brows knitted together. "You're the one who came to apologize for not spending more time with him. Most new couples want to spend as much time together."
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