Brook groggily woke up to the sound of the phone. She certainly wasn't ready to get up. She had spent another wonderful night with Will, this time sans unwanted interruptions. She sighed heavily as sunlight assaulted her eyes. She reached for the phone:
"Hello?"
"Hey Brook, it's Will." Instantly she perked up and her mood improved.
"Hey! Couldn't live without me for more than a night, eh?" She prodded.
Will smiled, he really couldn't. "Well, actually, I have tennis match today, and I was wondering if you wanted to come cheer me on. You'd be the best cheerleader in the place."
"Definitely!"
"Okay, well I'm on my way over now, so get dressed quickly. Don't worry about a shower, you're probably just gonna sweat out there under the sun."
She hung up the phone and felt like a little girl going to Disney World. It seemed like every time he talked to her, he had this affect. She picked out a light sundress and decided, just for fun, to go without a bra. She knew Will would notice. She brushed her teeth and pulled her back into a cute ponytail. By the time she finished a bagel, he was there to pick her up.
She opened the door with a broad grin on her face. Will looked her over a split second and then stepped in to wrap his arms around her and pick her off the floor. Everything about her was just so delectable.
"You look amazing, Brook. You're gonna be a distraction out there, aren't you?" He smiled.
"That's the plan." She breathed in deeply as he let her go.
Brook locked up and they drove together in his car to the racquet club. It was a hot and sunny day. Brook was glad she remembered to wear a hat and bring some sunscreen. He looked over at her. She looked good enough to eat in that yellow sundress. He reached over and touched her thigh. Immediately she looked over to him and smiled. He felt her soft skin with his fingertips and visions of last night came back to him.
As they pulled up to the club, he ran around the car to open up her door. She was so flattered and nearly felt like she might pop. After she was out, he reached in a got his gear. They walked out to the court he was scheduled to play on. It appeared they had beaten his opponent.
Brook looked around and noticed a small crowd waiting for the start of the match. She also noticed something that she must have overlooked all the years she was getting lessons. It seemed that many young, and even some old, women were eyeing her and lusting after him. How had she never noticed this before? It must have been because she was among them before.
Suddenly she felt very insignificant. Some of the women watching Will had bodies reminiscent of Barbie. She looked down at her dress and tried to iron the wrinkles out with her hands. Those Barbie Dolls were definitely not wearing sweet, little sundresses. Some of them were merely in bikinis with wraps tied around their waists. How could she compete with that?
She looked over at will and noticed he seemed completely oblivious to those women. He was bent over retying his shoes without any thought in the world.
"Will." She nearly whispered.
"Yeah?" He replied absently.
"Who are all those women over there?"
"Um, do you want their individual names," looking up, "or just an explanation for their presence?" He gave her a cute smile.
She felt very self-conscious. "Well...you know their individual names?"
