I Woke up Next to Lukas Podolski and Holy Crap We're Married

*Reyna POV*
I got home ten minutes later, having speed down the highway in a way that would have made me cringe a few weeks earlier. I checked my watch as I grabbed my shopping bags from the back seat and knew that I should really be getting ready for this charity event but the only thing I cared about at that point was seeing Lukas.
“Lukas?” I called into the quiet house as I opened the front door. Dropping the bags at the foot of the stairs I called his name again and received no answer. He has to be here, I thought frowning. Had his interview gone on that long? I stepped into the living room and came to a stop. Lukas was home and apparently exhausted since he was spread out on the sofa fast asleep. I smiled and crept closer to look down at his sleeping form just happy knowing we were in the same room. One of his arms was folded behind his head while the other was draped casually over his abs…I really loved it when he was shirtless. That body was just sinful!
Hey snap out of it, I scolded myself and knew I should take a step away from temptation but against my better judgment I sat on the coffee table and leaned forward. I let my hand run through his hair telling myself I was only doing so for him to be comfortable. My treacherous hand decided to trace his cheeks and the somehow ended up on his pecs and abs, marveling at the velvety feeling of him. I thought his breath had become harder and that his stomach trembled a little under my hand but I didn’t really dwell on it because in the next moment my hand was trapped. I must have half woken him because he groaned and grasped my hand. He pulled it so that it was under his chin, shifting his body so that I faced his back and putting my arm at a strange angle.
“Crap,” I cursed under my breath, standing up so it put less strain on my arm and tried to gently tug it away from his clasp. I should have known he would be stronger than me even in sleep. There was no getting out of this without waking his and it looked like he needed rest. I sighed and resided myself on what I had to do, ignoring the way my heart jumped in excitement. I couldn’t sit on the coffee table without dislocating my arm and there was no way I would be able to stand up for as long as it took for Lukas to wake up so there was only one option…lay next to him. There was enough room for the both of us if I laid down very, very close to him. I stretched out beside Lukas’s amazing body. My arm was now very comfortable and encircling his body from behind while I cushioned my head with the other. So I wouldn’t fall over I hooked my leg around his waist and plastered my chest against his back. I snuggled closer to Lukas, needing to feel his warmth. I moved my head so that my lips were inches from the back of his neck.
“Try not to be too happy about this,” I whispered to myself as I shivered because of the friction the little hairs on Lukas’s chin were doing to my captured hand.
“I am very happy about this and would be disappointed if you weren’t,” came Lukas’s voice. I gasped in surprise and would have fallen off the sofa if not for the precautions I had taken beforehand, namely wrapping my body around Lukas’s.
“You are awake!” I accused bracing my weight on my arm and looking over his shoulder to see his blue eyes full of mischief.
“When a beautiful woman starts sexually harassing you a man has to wake up,” he grinned as he moved to recline on his back which forced me to shift my body so that half of me was on top of him or face landing on the floor.
“I did not sexually harass you,” I argued trying to get my hand out of Lukas’s grip.
“I beg to differ as I clearly remember being caressed by your soft hand,” he lifted an eyebrow, knowing I wouldn’t be able to defend myself.
“Can I have my hand back?” I changed the subject.
Lukas pretended to think about it before saying, “No.”
I knew what he would say even before he answered. I couldn’t say I was mad that he was forcing me to take drastic steps because I loved taking them with him. I used my free hand and ran my hand along his lower abdomen, on the sensitive skin right above the start of his jeans. His stomach shuddered at my touch and his head fell back on the pillow. I pulled my hand out of his loose hold and quickly got up.
“Reyna get back here.” Lukas swiped his hand and tried to get me back on top of him.
I giggled, “I have to get ready enough fooling around!”
“You have time now come back and fool around some more!” Lukas was moments from getting up so I sprinted to the hallway and grabbed my bags.
“Tonight,” I called out to him as I rushed upstairs to get dressed.
I knew exactly what I was saying. If he wanted, tonight I would make love to Lukas.
*Lukas POV*
I almost landed face first on the ground when I heard Reyna say something about fooling around tonight. Luckily I caught hold of the table’s edge and didn’t kiss the floor and ending up looking like an idiot. I got up to get ready for the event, taking a shower, grooming, and dressing in a black tux. The whole time I kept going over her words. Did she want to have sex tonight? God knew I did. But was that her meaning? Or did she just say that offhandedly to get me to stop? Or was she just joking around? I put my hand over the ache that was starting to form in my head from all my doubts and questions.
I went back down and flipped on the TV while I waited for Reyna. Why the hell had I taught her to tease so well? It sure had blown up in my face. I checked the clock and saw that we had about twenty minutes till we had to leave for the charity and I knew Reyna would need every single one to get dressed. Feeling restless I went outside next to the pool and dribbled the football that was there. I juggled it expertly from foot to foot really not focusing on what I was doing. I let the ball drop back onto the ground and looked up to aim it at the open shed window a few feet away. Knowing exactly how to get it in I pulled back my foot but the sound of the back door opening distracted me and I glanced up. My mouth literally fell open and my brain turned to mush as I gazed at Reyna. Too bad, that my liquid brain didn’t tell my leg to stop because it followed through with the motion. The ball didn’t go into the shed, far from it as it hit a couple feet to the right and bounced right back towards me. I, however, didn’t see a thing of this because my eyes were glue to Reyna in her new dress. I only realized my mistake when the ball hit me square in the chest and I fell backwards onto my ass.
“Lukas!” Reyna screamed rushing to my side. I blinked a few times not really registering what had just happened to me.
Reyna quickly knelt beside me and lifted my head onto her lap, letting her hands run along my chest to make sure I wasn’t morally injured. “Are you okay?” she asked in a panic. A second later I almost died of pleasure when I turned my head and looked down to see that one of the thighs that I was laying on was bare from the design of her dress. Thank you god, ran through my head as I deliberately put my hand on her exposed leg.
“I need a few minutes,” I said to her, closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of her silky skin.
“I am sure you do,” Reyna chuckled, knowing exactly what I was doing.
“You see what you do to me, you leave me so breathless and on my ass like an idiot.”
“It’s time to get up Romeo before you ruin your tux.”
“Party pooper as you Americans say,” I told her as she swatted my wondering hand away and gently pushed my head up so that she could stand.
Reyna smiled as we both straightened up, “You really have to work on your football if you got beaten by a shed.”
“Please don’t remind me,” I replied, unable to look away from her outfit tonight.
She was wearing a stunning white dress with a silver and gold triangle design running down her left side. It couldn’t run on the other side as the dress was cut so that you could see her golden skin. The gown had only one strap and cover only one of her legs, exposing her sinfully long limb in a way that was perfect. Her shoes made her taller than usual but I still had a few inches on her. To complete her look Reyna’s brown hair was lose around her shoulders in waves and she had in some dangling earrings that didn’t distract from her dress.
All in all, she looked sexy as hell and I was half thinking of just forgetting this event and keeping her locked in my room. Reyna caught me starring at her and red started to creep up her cheeks.
“Do…do I look alright?” she asked in a shy whisper.
“Yes,” I croaked embarrassingly so I cleared my throat. “I mean that you look beautiful.”
“Thanks.” Reyna took a step next to me and lifted her hands…to bring me in for a kiss?! Nope, foiled again, I thought as she fixed my cravat and dusted off the dirt I had gotten on my black coat. She caught me looking at her again and I quickly took a step back and brushed myself off roughly. That dress was doing really evil things to me and I couldn’t seem to look away. It was just completely opposite of what she would wear…which was what made it so sexy.
“Lukas,” Reyna said.
“Yeah?” I replied distractedly as I tried to get my eyes to look at her violet ones instead of her leg.
“We should go,” she reminded me with a lift of an eyebrow.
“Right,” I answered shaking my head to clear some of the thoughts that were playing out in my mind and held out my hand for her to take.
*Reyna POV*
The charity event was insane. There were literally thousands of famous footballers everywhere I turned. I even managed to step on the toes of a few of them including Zidane when I tried to pass him. An interesting conversation followed before I was too shy and made my exit. There were cameras everywhere at the moment with members of the paparazzi being allowed to enter the event. Already I had been flagged down by many of them but Lukas was always there to rescue me. At the moment, I was talking with Lily-Mae, Adriana, and Jolie while Lukas mingled with important people and friends he hadn’t seen in a while.
“You look gorgeous!” Adriana exclaimed in her spirited way.
“Lily-Mae you really are a genius,” added Jolie.
“Thanks girls,” Lily-Mae blushed and then gave me a sneaky look. “I am betting that since you are smiling so widely the dress has had an effect on Lukas.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” I replied innocently. Talked turned to the people at the dinner but then I spotted Sarah waving her hand at me and excused myself from the table.
“Hello,” I greeted her and Bastian as I approached them.
“Reyna! You look incredible,” gasped Sarah, who looked equally stunning in a green gown. “I was going to apologize for not being able to come with you today but I see you did just fine without me.”
“I had some help,” I said and took her arm, leading her back to the table I had just vacated. I introduced her to my new friends and soon Marta and many of the Bayern Munich WAGs made there way over to us. We had fun talking about our men and commenting on each others dresses. It was really nice just to laugh with a group of girls. Soon though, our men made their way over to us to take us to our spots for the dinner. I was seated at a table with Sarah and Bastian but no one else that I knew. Lukas made introductions though and as dinner progressed conversations weren’t hard to start. I was cutting my piece of chicken when I felt Lukas’s hand on my leg. At the beginning of the meal he had insisted that he sit on my left and now I knew why, it was to have better access to my bare leg.
His fingertips left trails of fire in their wake as he teased me by flittingly touching my aching skin. I couldn’t eat anymore so put down my fork and looked over at Lukas. He was talking to Kaka who was on his other side and no one would guess at what his hand was doing at the moment. Lukas finished his conversation and looked over at me.
“What?” he asked giving me a wide innocent look.
“If you continue much longer…” I trailed off not wanting anyone to hear.
“You’ll have your way with me? Please do,” Lukas whispered to me with hope.
I chuckled while pushing his hand away, “Behave, will you?”
“Not a chance.” Lukas smirked and then far from discouraged brought the hand he had been using as a way of torture around the back of my chair. He then wickedly let his fingers run in the same sensual way across my exposed shoulder.
Lukas went back to talking to those around him and I made sure to let him be in the middle of a story before carrying out my revenge. I crossed my legs and then shifted so that they were both leaning against his leg while at the same time letting my hand drop and lightly squeeze his upper thigh.
The affect was award winning as Lukas’s mouth dropped in the middle of his tale and he actually groaned.
“Lukas, are you okay?” asked a puzzled Bastian. Lukas couldn’t answer and he didn’t glance my way to betray anything. I was the perfect little actress as I lifted my glass of water and took a sip like nothing was wrong.
“What happened next?” David Beckham wondered. Lukas was visibly struggling to get words out so I took pity on him and lowered my hand a bit. Lukas was able to finish his story but to my credit he did sound a little breathless. When the food was over there was a section of the hall where tables with information on different charitable foundations you could donate to were set up. Lukas took my hand as soon as desert was finished and headed towards one.
“You are the most annoying little thing aren’t you?” Lukas growled but I think it was more out of restrained passion than anger.
“You are too!” I accused. “You are just as guilty of trying to seduce me as I am to you!”
Lukas stopped and pulled me in a corner, “So you are trying to seduce me!”
“That isn’t a secret,” I replied as he boxed me in against the wall with his broad body.
Lukas’s blue orbs turned serious as he said, “What did you mean this afternoon about finishing our fooling around tonight?”
I titled my head to the side and bit my lip. Was this the time to be bold or retreat? I looked into his ocean blue eyes and knew my answer. I tugged on his coat to bring him closer to me, “You know exactly what I meant.”
His eyes flashed and his hands twitched as if they wanted to reach for me.
“Are you sure?” Lukas said.
All of a sudden I wasn’t so sure of myself. I looked down at my feet and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.
“Well, only if you want to…do you?” I inquired softly peeking up at him through my eyelashes.
“Hell yes I want to,” he said a little too loudly as a few people passing by glance our way.
“Lukas!” I chided hitting his strong abdomen. “Don’t announce it to the world!”
I laughed shyly, glad this wasn’t one sided.
“I hope this event goes by fast,” Lukas added.
“So do I.”
“I need to get a drink to calm myself, want one?” I nodded and Lukas told me he would meet me at the tables. Excited and nervous about tonight I ducked under his arms and strolled towards the tables but I couldn’t help glancing over my shoulders to look at Lukas’s back as he zig zaged his way through the crowd.
“I understand the feeling,” came a cold voice in front of me. My head snapped to the front just in time to avoid running into someone. I came to a stop in front of a beautiful woman that was wearing a designer red gown that must have cost a fortune. She was an attractive woman with long blond hair that was in a stylish bun and she was adorned in jewelry. Everything about her was perfect but there was a fury in her eyes that had me instantly on guard.
“I don’t know what you mean?” I replied fighting back the uneasiness that was making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end like that afternoon.
“I could watch that man’s ass all day,” she smiled frigidly.
“Pardon me?” I managed not to gasp at the rudeness of the woman in front of me.
“He’s great in bed too isn’t he. I remember we use to spend hours having sex, he never wanted me to leave.”
My mouth dropped to the floor.
“Lukas was just made for bed sport, all those muscles and that never ending energy he has is infectious,” the woman continued clearly loving my reaction.
“Who are you?” I asked weakly trying not to vomit at the images she invoked.
I knew the answer already, this was the infamous Monika.
*Lukas POV*
I got to the bar and ordered two drinks, really only wanting the night to end. There was still dancing and giving more money away to the charities to do before retiring. I tapped my fingers on the bar in boredom, wanting to be back with Reyna when a man approached me.
“Nice party,” the man said. He was tall with dirty blond hair and emotionless eyes. He would be considered a handsome man by many women but I could see that deep down he was heartless.
“Yeah,” I replied, not wanting to talk to him I looked forward and ignored him.
“Never knew there were so many soccer players,” the man said clearly not getting the hint.
His use of “soccer” finally broke into my brain that he and I were speaking in English. An American, I thought. Here?
“Who are you here with?” I asked.
“With a recent acquaintance,” he replied smoothly before switching topics. “You have one lovely wife.”
The mention of Reyna had me immediately on guard, there was something about that man that made me want to punch him.
“I know,” I said roughly. “My wife is beautiful.”
I did emphasize the “my” part wanting to put the man in his place.
“Better hold on to her, you never know when someone will steal her away,” the stranger said almost forebodingly.
“That won’t happen.” I paid for my drinks and then turned my back of the strange man. “Have a nice evening.”
That guy was clearly out of his mind and I wasn’t about to let that creeper spoil my evening. I searched the crowds near the tables for Reyna’s regal form but couldn’t find her. I turned around and scanned the crowd, feeling relieved when I finally spotted her. It didn’t last when I caught sight of her expression, she was clearly upset. I set down the glasses not caring where when all that was running through my mind was get to Reyna. It was only when I was a few feet from her that I realized that the reason she was so distressed was because of the person in front of her…Monika.
I cursed and walked faster, catching some words from Monika about our relationship and more specifically our sex life.
“Who are you?” Reyna questioned Monika.
“Monika,” I interrupted standing next to Reyna and slipping my arm around her middle so she wouldn’t faint. She didn’t push me away which was a good start. “What are you doing here?”
“Why Lukas, it’s nice to see you too.” Monika batted her fake eyelashes my way and plastered a loving smile on her face. “I was just reminiscing about the good old days.”
“How did you get in?” I said between clenched teeth so as not to scream and attract the attention of the journalists.
“Honey, you aren’t the only footballer I know,” Monika responded coyly. Well that certainly was true, she had many “friends” among us. “But you were my favorite.”
Monika reached out to place her hand on my arm and I felt Reyna tense beside me but she said nothing. I shrugged Monika’s touch off and said, “We have to go. Have a good night.”
I guided Reyna towards the door, uncaring that there was still a good hour left of the event and exited the ballroom. Unfortunately, we still caught Monika’s words of parting.
“It was good to see you Lukas and I have a feeling we will again very soon.”
Once we were outside and away from the cameras and famous people Reyna distanced herself from me. She stood as far away from me as she could while still looking normal as the valet went to get my car.
“Reyna I—.”
“Not here,” she whispered not even looking at me. The car pulled up and she didn’t even let me help her into the car, slamming the door in my face. I sighed, knowing the drive home was going to be silent.
We pulled into the driveway and we walked into the house in an awkward silence. Reyna sat on the sofa and I took a place on the table in front of her. I waited for her to speak first just studying her until she was ready to talk.
“Was it true?” Reyna finally broke the quiet. She caught my gaze, her violet eyes begging me to tell her that it was false.
I couldn’t lie.
“Yes,” I told her. Reyna’s gaze was filled with such hurt that I felt physical pain in my guts. “My relationship with Monika isn’t what I have with you, it was very…physical based.” She wouldn’t look at me. I knew that it was never easy to hear what happened to a person you care about with their ex, I knew that if I ever heard what she had done with Matt I might have to go kill him. I knew that it was shock and repulsion at the words she had heard more than at me that had her so wound up. “What I had with her was unhealthy and I got out of it.”
“Did you love her?” Reyna asked me.
I made sure she was looking me straight in the eye, “I never really loved her and I sure in hell never made love to her when we had sex. You and I, we slept together one time and we made love. You are more precious and special to me because I want to talk to you and spend time with you even without the need to have sex. I am so sorry for the things she said Reyna but she is my past and I can’t change that but you are my future.”
I had told her everything and now just wanted her to say that she was okay, that we would be fine. I put my hand on her arm needing the connection with her.
“Your past is your past Lukas,” Reyna responded. “But I just can’t deal with it all tonight.” She pushed my arm away. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” I whispered to her retreating form. I sat there for a few minutes not so much disappointed because nothing was going to happen tonight as worried that Monika’s meddling had ruined our chances at happiness.
It seemed that almost everyone that was against Reyna and I had shown up: her parents and Monika. I could only hope that they weren’t going to destroy everything and that Reyna and I were stronger than them.
*Reyna POV*
I heard Lukas finally walk past my room on his way to his. I was still in my ball gown and still sitting in the same position on my bed as I had been when I first came in. I didn’t know what my problem was that I was in my bed instead of his. It was just I couldn’t stop picturing that Monika creature in Lukas’s arms. Kissing his lips, her hands on his body…
“Stop it!” I yelled at myself. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration at the ruined evening and maybe even ruined relationship. “It’s not ruined,” I talked to myself. “Not unless I do that myself.”
I stood, realizing that that was just what that bitch wanted. Monika wanted to break Lukas and I apart. Through my actions I was letting her. Determined, I stood and wrestled my door open…to find Lukas standing outside.
“I decided that I am not going to let my past dictate my future,” Lukas said.
“I decided the same thing.”
I held my hand out to him. He took it.
I led him into my room and closed the door, already in Lukas’s arms with his lips on mine.
The night was ours.