Tomorrow, It's Knicks vs. Bulls

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~~~(POV: Ulysses Kennedy)~~~

~~~(Date: October 21st, 2026)~~~

~~~(Location: Penthouse, New York)~~~

~~~(Time: 5:41 PM)~~~

Hannah is home, and we're all relaxing on the couch. Watching some TV. Ellie and Hannah are watching some chick show. I don't mind. Mainly since I'm thinking about tomorrow, it's another home game, and we're going against a Rival.

The Chicago Bulls.

After my first NBA game ever, I'm looking forward to another great challenge. While the Bulls aren't as stacked as The Celtics, they're a young and tough team.

[A/N: I'm going to be researching young players on both the Bulls and other organizations. They'll be actual people in the NBA. Age will be adjusted to the time this story is taking place.]

Hannah is resting her head on my shoulder and snuggling close. She had a good first day, from what she told me. The team she has is pretty good, and apparently, the team wants to meet me. That's up to Hannah, in the end.

Personally, I don't want to visit a bunch of female gymnasts that are likely trying to get in my pants if I was single, maybe. Hard to say. Not really my thing. But Hannah has made it clear she's taking care of the 'girl problems' that are bound to pop up.

"Ellie, would you like to take a tour of the campus with me tomorrow after Ulysses's game? I'd love for you to see where I'm going to school."

Sadly, I won't be able to go. Cause as soon as the game is over. We're hopping on a jet and heading West. That's after the game with the Bulls. I'll be out of town, and I can't say I'm not worried about Hannah. We both made it clear if any cheating happened, it'd be the end of the relationship.

On both ends. And I trust Hannah. If she were to cheat, it'd get back to me somehow. Either by the public or the press. It's hard for Hannah to get away with anything like that since she's got a spotlight on her.

And the same could be said for me.

"I'll love that, Hannah. I wasn't going to go to the game in the West anyways. I've had enough flying this year, and I'm only going to home games."

Well, that's one way to tell me. They both see my funny expression as Ellie lets me know that decision for the first time. It's not like I can complain. I don't like flying either, and I cannot say no. I'll be going across the country for a while.

My mind drifts to the NBA as they continue talking. Mostly, I'm thinking about what was said about me. I try hard not to pay attention to that stuff, but there are times when you can't avoid something. And the media talking about me is one of them.

For the most part, people were shocked and stunned to see me perform the way I did in my first game against a Title Contending team in the Celtics.

I find it a little insulting, but hey. No one knows about my basketball system. I'm sure I'd be banned from playing professional basketball if anyone did.

"Ulysses? Are you listening to me?"

Hannah's voice sounds amused as my thoughts no longer drown out the world. I turn my head and give an apologetic look.

"Sorry. I was zoned out."

That's when I notice that Ellie isn't even in the room anymore. I really need to be more aware of my surroundings.

"Well, maybe I won't say now."

Here comes that sweet teasing. She elevates herself on the couch and wraps her arms around my neck. Kissing me in the process.

"C'mon. Forgive a guy for letting his thoughts get away from him."

She rolls her eyes with a grin on her face.

"I asked you if you wanted to go to our room..."

Her voice is silky and sultry. And as she asks me that wonderful question. The conversation that I had with Ellie today pops into my head. We do have protected sex, but that doesn't mean we can't be safer.

"Do we have any condoms?"

She looks at me in confusion and raises her eyebrows in slight worry. She's on the pill right now, but we haven't been doing it with a condom since we first started. She might see it as something to worry about.

"Why?"

I feel a long conversation coming on. But if I tell her about what Ellie and I talked about, I don't think it'll be long. Cause, in reality, it's not out of the blue. Well, for her, it is.