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Asher will be there, too, so I’m hopeful that he’ll be there to run interference. I certainly have no interest in entertaining them. I’ll have enough of my own shit to take care of tonight—like finding a quiet spot to bang my girlfriend.
My girlfriend. Shit, did I really just use that word in my brain?
Is that what she is?
I blow out a breath. I told her I love her. She said it back.
I think that’s what she is, and the thought of how unconventional and backward all this is strikes me hard.
I put in a couple hours of work as I study film from last week’s minicamp, and then I slip into my tux and head over to Sam’s place, where a car is waiting to take the two of us to the ball.
Sam answers the door, and she looks gorgeous in a black evening gown. But I hardly notice because standing behind her eating a sandwich in the kitchen is Jolene Bailey.
She may be working the event, but good God damn, she put in the work to show how fucking gorgeous she is tonight.
I blow out a whistle as I try to keep it in my pants.
Jesus.
My dick is begging for her, especially after the events of the last twenty-four hours.
“You both are stunning,” I say, my eyes drawn to the lady eating the sandwich rather than my actual date.
She sets down the bread as her jaw slackens a little. “Jeez, Nash. Exactly how many numbers are you trying to snag tonight?”
I chuckle as I rub my palms together. “None. But I’m hopeful my date will run interference so I can find a secret place to see what the inside of that dress looks like.”
Jolene’s eyes widen at the thought, and she tilts her head to indicate yep, that’s definitely happening tonight.
“Can’t you just go bang it out now so I don’t have to run interference?” Sam begs.
“Sorry, Samantha, but I need to get over there a bit early since I’m one of the honorary chairs,” I say.
She rolls her eyes, but I hardly notice as I step away from her and toward the woman I admitted my real feelings to today.
“You doing okay?” I ask, my voice low.
She nods, and I press a quick kiss to the corner of her mouth.
“Mm, peanut butter,” I murmur.
She raises a brow. “You can slather it on me later if you want.”
“Oh barf,” Sam mutters from the entry.
I ignore her. “You look beautiful. No snagging numbers yourself. Remember who you’re secretly coming home to.”
“Only if you really find us a secret place to get up this skirt,” she says, poking me in the chest.
I loop an arm around her waist and haul her to me. “Now that’s a promise I’m glad to make.” I drop my mouth to hers, and I give her the kind of kiss I hope she won’t forget as she heads into tonight’s event.
I know I won’t forget it.
As soon as we arrive, I start looking for places. I’m distracted as I walk the red carpet with my date, my eyes moving all around. There has to be somewhere, but I also know eyes will be on me tonight.
This might be harder than I thought.
We enter the ballroom, and Jack and Steve are both there with their wives, who I’ve had the pleasure of meeting before.
