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“You didn’t ask me.” Her lips twitched, and I rolled my eyes.
“Hell no. Why would I ask?” I frowned. My brows bunched together as her eyes widened.
“Why would you…” she started to repeat, but her voice drifted to nothing, and I sighed.
“I ask you, that means I give you the chance to say no. After waiting so damn long for this, you think I would do anything to risk you turning me away?” I asked like an asshole. I had done just that. I had a million and one reasons inside the house alone for her to not only turn me away but turn me in to the cops.
“Oh.” She smiled and relaxed against me. She pushed me back onto the grass, and I let her. “I like that.”
“You do?” I asked, completely surprised by it.
“Is it crazy if I think it’s kinda hot when you get bossy, Coach?” she whispered as her head dipped closer to mine.
“That works for me, ladybug, because I have a hell of a bossy side.” My lips touched hers. "Bossy and possessive side," I whispered and felt her tremble. She got off on the idea, clueless about just how possessive and obsessed I’d been for way too long.
“Do you?” Her lips brushed against mine. Her hot breath mingled with the cool breeze that picked up in that moment. “Show me,” she challenged, and I chuckled.
“Be careful what you wish for, ladybug. You might just get it.”
“I want you,” she whispered. “Now, show me bossy and possessive and—" I didn’t let her say another word.
We rolled over so she was beneath me. My beautiful girl looked up at me while the glow of the bonfire and moonlight cast her in an almost golden hue.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful,” I whispered, meaning it completely.
“Show me,” she challenged again, and fuck me, who the hell was I to resist?
Thankfully, I didn’t have any neighbors for miles and only I was privy to the sweet, sexy, deliciously dirty sounds my sweet ladybug made just for me while I showed her just how bossy I could be.
CHAPTER 8
KAITLYN
I walked into my place and laughed when my phone rang. I had no idea how he did it, but since we had become a couple, Red always managed to call the very moment I stepped into my house.
“It’s like you have a camera on me or something,” I answered with a giggle. Kicking off my shoes, I set my school bag at the end of my coach. “Red? You there?”
“Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “Sorry, the phone cut off. What did you say?”
“Oh.” I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. “I was just saying you have amazing timing.”
“I don’t know about that,” he muttered, almost under his breath. Something inside of me softened. But that was nothing new. I had the biggest soft spot when it came to Red.
“I love you,” I said before he could start dwelling about all the time we had lost because he’d had some stupid perfect moment idea stuck in his head.
“I love you, too. How was your day?”
“Oh, you know, same ole, same ole.”
“Really?”
“Actually, there was something new. The school finally hired on a new head coach for the football team. The one they had hired in the meantime wasn’t cutting it.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, Dougie.”
“Dougie? You mean Doug?” My lips twitched a the pissed-off tone in his voice. It almost sounded like he was jealous. “Why are you calling him Dougie?”
