Amaiya hits the remote before walking away, her playlist now plays throughout the house. A second button starts the jacuzzi. She glances over, without saying a word, she holds up two fingers as she rounds the corner, indicating she was ready for round two. He follows her to the jacuzzi where she is already immersed in the steamy bubbly water.

Chris reaches behind and grabs two flutes and a bottle of champagne from the chiller. He pours both glasses and hands her one.

She lifts her glass. "To my amazing fiancé and his team becoming national champions. Always know I'm proud of you no matter where you place. You'll always be my personal MVP. And thank you, my love, for my beautiful engagement ring. I can't wait to be your wife." She perches on her knees in front of him before leaning in for a passionate kiss.

"Mmm, thank you, baby. As long as I have you I've already won my championship." She groans at how cheesy that sounded. "But thank you, for everything, your support has kept me going. You sacrificed leaving Hartfeld to follow me and my dreams and I will never do or say enough to say how much that meant to me. I am so lucky to have you and I love you more than words, Mrs. Powell."

Her eyes tear up when she hears those words. "It sounds so sexy when you say it...say it again, baby...please...it's such a turn on..." She straddles his lap, kissing him over and over. The water splashes around and she teases him on his lap. "Say it again, Chris...please...mmm...say it."

He watches her, mesmerized by her every movement. Her hands grip the edge of the jacuzzi as she rocks back and forth against him. One hand grips the small of her back, the other caresses her breasts. She finally settles on his lap, the feeling almost overwhelming. "I love you, Amaiya Nicole Powell, my lover, my wife...love of my life. And right now, all I want is for you to keep going, don't stop, baby...you feel so good."

Her breathing was labored as her moans increased.

"There...right there...don't stop, Chris."

She gasps before she meets his eye. He wraps his arm around her to deepen the motion and she could only bite her lip.

He slows the motion. "Right there, baby?"

She nods. "Please....right there, baby. Right...there. Oh, baby..." The water splashes wildly with their movements.

"Chris...don't stop, baby." He increases the speed slowly, admiring every curve on her body.

He runs his hands along them, gripping her waist as he feels himself getting closer and closer. "Oh Mai, I'm so close, don't stop rocking baby..." He groans as she bites his lip aggressively, allowing his lips to playfully kiss and lick her breasts.

The movement sets her on fire internally. "Oh Chris...oh yes...yes..." Her entire body tenses up and the feeling drives Chris over the edge. "Yes, baby...damn...right there..." They both climax at the same time. She lays on top of him trying to catch her breath. She looks at him and he brushes her hair out her face. She places a long, lingering kiss to his. "Wow, baby, that was...intense." He gently kisses her fingertips. They spend the night in each other's arms before drifting to sleep.

A few weeks later Chris and his team were deep in the playoffs. They were in the quarterfinals against their rivals, Memphis, hosting the game in L.A. During the third quarter, Chris goes back to pass and is sacked hard. After clearing the play, he doesn't move and his teammates call for the medics. Amaiya watches from the owner's box in shock, when she breaks the trance she immediately makes her way to the team's doctor office. One of his teammates tells her that he was taken to the hospital.

At the hospital, his teammate David meets her at the door. "Dave, is he okay? Was he unconscious? What did the doctor say?!" He places his hands on her shoulders to calm her.

"Amaiya, you have got to breathe. I don't need you in here, too. I haven't seen the doctor yet, let's sit down and wait."

She is breathing rapidly. "I didn't see the full hit until they replayed it. It was brutal, Dave and he wasn't moving. I was so scared! I never moved so fast in my life...what if he..."

Before she could finish the statement, a doctor comes out.

"Mrs. Powell?"

She nods while gripping Dave's hand. "Your husband is fine, looks like he suffered a mild concussion after taking that hit and blacking out temporarily. Everything else checks out, he'll need to rest for two to three days before returning to the game and I want him to follow up with his team doctor to get cleared."

She nods her head. "Thank you, doctor. Can I see him?" He leads her to his room. "Oh, my baby..." She can't help but cry when she sees him. "Hey, baby. I'm okay, I promise...come here." He cradles her in his arms and she squeezes him tight. "Don't you ever do that to me again, I was so scared." He smiles when she attempts to scowl at him.

"Technically, I was blindsided, I didn't see it coming but I'm fine, baby, just really sore."

She places a sweet kiss to his lips. "I'll have you back in no time." She smiles as Dave clears his throat.

"Ahem, well now I can relay to the coach that you're okay and we'll see you in a few days. I'm sure the Mrs. will take good care of you."

They both wave as Dave leaves. She bursts out laughing. "Guess I should have kept that last comment to myself." He puts on his jersey and stands up slowly. "I'm clear to go home, I just have to stop by the nurse's station. Ready to go?" She nods as they head home.

Once home, he removes his jersey to see a bruise forming from the side of his rib cage to the middle of his back. He flinches when she touches it out of curiosity. "Oh, I'm sorry, baby. We're going to need to wrap that I don't want to accidentally bump it when we go to sleep." She goes into the bathroom and retrieves the first aid kit and proceeds to wrap his abdomen as he holds the bandage.

"I was thinking, as I was racing to the hospital, I'm not sure if I can handle you getting seriously injured. This rattled me to my core and this was just a hit. What if you break something or suffer some freak accident. I don't know if my heart can take it. Don't you worry?" He moves his hand out of the way as she continues to bandage him. "Of course, I do, I make sure I say a prayer before the game and I always pray that I make it home to you every night. This is a part of my career and whatever happens we just have to deal with it." She pins the bandage and still has a look of worry in her eyes.

"I'm terrified to start our family, honestly. I won't know how to explain anything if something were to happen to you. Our children need their father and an able bodied one at that." She sighs and he holds her chin up. "Baby, you never expressed this before. Of course, I can't wait to start a family with you and I would never leave you with a burden like that. I promise I will be as safe as I can and if a time comes where I need to choose between football and my family, I would pick you in a heartbeat. I wasn't lying, you are the most important person in my life."

She smiles. "That's comforting to hear. I love you, baby, so much..." He leans down to kiss her and he gets carried away before she steps back. "Hey, not now you just took a nasty hit. I need you to rest, I'll come watch a movie with you after I make dinner. What do you want?" He leans back against the bed. "You know I'll eat whatever you make."

She returns with nachos as they snuggle together watching movies. During the third movie he shifts around to get comfortable. He positions himself between her legs as she massages his shoulders. He sighs as if a thousand pounds had been lifted.

"Mmm, you always did have magic fingers. If only you could massage my bruise and make it feel better."

She leans over into her dresser drawer and tosses the aspirin. "Take two so you can sleep tonight." He turns around and wraps his arms around her as he lies on his stomach. "I already do that with you around, no aspirin needed." Her facial expression doesn't change. "Ha ha...now I know you've sustained some damage. Take the medicine, I'm sure you are just itching to get back to the field. Doctor's and wife's orders." She places them in his hand and gives him a glass of water.

"Bottoms up, sweetheart."

He takes the medicine and she rewards him with a sweet kiss. "If I get one of those every time I would happily take all my medicine." They share a laugh.