Game Day
by Cowgirl

chapter 2 - A Whole New Game

Sonny paced his living room. It had been two weeks since he and Alexis had lost control and given in to…he didn't know what to call it really, lust? Need? He shook his head and thought of how amazed he was that Alexis wasn't freaking out about it. He thought for sure that she'd react in some way, nervous, withdrawn, but when he had seen her on the day after their tryst, she had acted normal, even made a joke about football. The rest of the week had gone on like any other week. They worked on documents when necessary, and ran into one another in the hallway between their penthouses. Alexis Davis was the last person he thought he would ever end up having sex with, but it had happened. One minute he was explaining football to her, the next minute he wanted her so bad it almost hurt.

She had pulled her clothes back on afterward, thanked him for lunch and for her new appreciation of football and left with a smile on her face. That was it. Two weeks later she hadn't said another word about their encounter and neither had he, not for lack of thinking about it. He hadn't planned on it, but one night when they were sitting on her couch looking over documents, the smell of her wafted into his senses and he found himself smiling. Then he had gone back to his place and found himself sitting on the couch, staring at the cushions as if he could still see her there, naked, kissing him, touching him, and these thoughts disturbed him. He wasn't supposed to feel this way for his attorney, his best friend.

He sat down on his couch and contemplated calling her over. He could use some legal ruse to get her to come across the hall…and coincidentally, he could have some sort of sporting event on television. Before he could stop himself, he reached forward and grabbed the television guide off of the coffee table, flipping through it until he found the listings for that afternoon. He scanned the grid on the page and discovered a Nick's game was starting in a half-hour. He smiled and checked the listing for what was on just before the Nick's game. Perfect, he thought as he spied an old movie that was on. Picking up the remote, he flipped the television to the correct channel and watched Katharine Hepburn give a tongue lashing to Humphrey Bogart in The African Queen.

He picked up the phone and dialed her number.

She answered on the second ring. "Alexis Davis."

"Yeah, uh…it's me. I was wondering if we could finish up those contracts today."

He heard an audible sigh on the other end of the phone and finally. "Sure, why not. I'll be over in about ten minutes. Oh, and Sonny?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm expecting lunch."

"How does a nice cold chicken salad sound?"

"Healthy," she replied flatly.

"I'll add popcorn to it."

"I'll see you in a few."

Sonny chuckled to himself. What the heck was he doing? Trying to lure Alexis over in the hopes that she would lose control with him again? This was Alexis. She may have taken leave of her moralistic, rational senses once, but twice?

His thoughts were interrupted moments later when her knock sounded at the door. He took a final look around the penthouse. Lunch on the table, television at the ready, unnecessary legal documents on the coffee table…okay, let's go. Sonny said to himself as he approached the door and pulled it open to find Alexis standing there, leaning against the doorframe in a pair of jeans and a lavender zip up sweatshirt.

She cocked an eyebrow. "You know, I charge triple for Sundays."

Sonny's eyes widened. "What?"

Alexis rolled her eyes and walked past him into the penthouse. "I charge triple to work on Sundays." She turned and looked at him. "Where are the documents?"

Sonny pointed to the coffee table. "I thought we'd have lunch first."

Alexis shook her head. "Let's work first."

About fifteen minutes later, all documents were signed and Sonny watched as Alexis stuffed the papers into her briefcase. "I'll file these tomorrow morning."

Sonny nodded and pretended to be into the basketball game on television. "Uh huh."

Alexis glanced at the screen. "What's this?"

Sonny turned his head to her. "Oh, basketball. The New York Nicks versus the Boston Celtics."

"Is that the one where they score goals?"

Sonny chuckled. "No. They score baskets." He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "You up for another sports lesson?"

Alexis thought about this for a moment, remembering how their last sports lesson had ended up. She narrowed her eyes -- was he trying to re-create the atmosphere? She shook her head. "Sure, why not…but I want my lunch."

Sonny popped up and headed for the kitchen. "I'll be right back." He smiled as he turned around and went into the kitchen to finish preparing the lunch that he had started earlier.

Half an hour later, the lunch dishes sitting empty on the coffee table next to two empty bottles of Heineken, Sonny sat explaining the finer points of basketball.

"I thought you said they had field goals in football."

Sonny nodded. "They do, but they have them in basketball as well. A field goal in basketball is when they shoot from the outside." Sonny cheered as the Nicks sunk a basket. "Three pointer!" he shouted.

"I thought they got two points for throwing the ball into the little basket."

Sonny turned his body slightly towards her and clamped his hand on her leg.

"Alexis, it's shooting the ball and it's not a little basket, it's a net. And yes, they get two points per basket, but they get three if they shoot it from behind that big half circle there," he said using the hand that wasn't assaulting Alexis' leg to point.

"You just called it a basket…I thought you said it was a net."

Sonny creased his brow in frustration. "When you shoot it and it goes in it is a basket."

Alexis shook her head. "Well, this is certainly confusing. It's not a basket, but then it is."

"Aahhh!" Sonny growled as he leaned back against the couch in defeat, drawing his hand further up her thigh.

Alexis cocked an eyebrow as she shifted her eyes to Sonny's hand on her thigh. She raised her head and looked at Sonny, who flashed the dimples. She smiled back and gave him a look of "you think you're so slick mister."

She raised an eyebrow again at him and he smiled even bigger as he leaned over and took over her mouth with his own.

"Here we go" was the last thought that coursed through Alexis' brain before she shut her brain down completely.

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Sonny and Alexis sat side by side on the couch, both silent, both unsure of what to say, both completely naked underneath a blanket. Both of them tilted their heads back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling as they caught their breath.

Alexis squeezed her eyes shut. "If I knew sports were so erotic, I would have learned more about them a lot earlier in life," she quipped as she shook her head.

Sonny chuckled. "Believe me, if I had known sports was some sort of aphrodisiac, I would have tried out for a team or two in high school." He rolled his head to the side to look at her.

"What?" Alexis asked nervously.

"Nothing, I was just…I don't know…looking at you."

A wary look crept across Alexis' face. "Why?"

Sonny shrugged and leaned forward to place another kiss on her lips, when she stood up. "I've got to get going."

"Wow, wham bam thank you Sonny man," Sonny retorted.

Alexis shot him a look and tucked her chin down towards her chest. "I really have to get going."

"I thought we weren't going to get weird about this."

Alexis' mouth dropped open for a second. "We're not…I'm not, I have to go."

Sonny stood up and went to her, taking her hand and leading her back to the couch. "We're two friends helping each other out right?"

Alexis nodded. "I guess so."

"So what's the harm?"

Alexis gave a slight shrug. "No harm."

Sonny touched his finger to the underside of her chin and drew her eyes up to meet his. "Good, cause Alexis?"

Her breathing started to become shallower the more she stared at him. "Hmm?"

Sonny leaned in close and kissed her. He pulled his head back from hers and flashed the dimples. "I need a lot of help," he whispered as he gently guided Alexis back down onto the couch cushions, capturing her mouth again.

Alexis creased her brow. "Is this what they call overtime?" she murmured against his lips.

Sonny stopped his assault and looked into her eyes. "That's next week's lesson."

chapter 3