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“Hell yeah, I want to go! Will Danny Brewer be there? Oh my God, will Cooper Noah be there?” I’m babbling now, but I can’t help it. I’m a baseball girl.
“I assume they’ll both be there since they play for the Heat,” he says dryly. “But they’re also both in relationships, and you’ll be there with me, so…” He trails off, and I sort of like the fact that he sounds almost jealous that I know who those two players are.
“A girl can dream,” I say with a smile, and he rolls his eyes.
And now I’m wondering how I can use this little dose of jealousy to my advantage.
Chapter 28: Grayson Nash
Nightlights and Stuffed Animals
“For the record, I don’t want to go with you to the game if you’re still mad at me.”
I am still mad. First for the omissions, and then for what she just blurted to Graham. Now I have to spend the night, and I have no choice but to stay in her room with her, and how the fuck am I going to keep fighting against my feelings for her when we keep getting slammed into each other?
“For the record, I’m still mad,” I say.
She purses her lips, and I’m not sure what she wants me to say. I can’t just magically get over my anger. She folds her arms over her chest and glares at me.
“But come anyway,” I finish.
She stares at me a long time before she relents. “Fine. I have to get up early tomorrow for work. Are you ready for bed?”
Right. Bed. A thing I’m going to have to share with her tonight. I sigh, and then I nod.
We head down the opposite hallway from the one Kelly and Graham went down. It’s a split floor plan, and we pass a bathroom before we get to Ava’s bedroom.
There’s a nightlight plugged in, and there’s a stuffed animal on her queen-size bed. Just when I was starting to see her as a woman, it feels like we’re reverting backwards.
I blow out a breath. “I can, uh…I can just sleep on the floor.”
“Don’t be silly. We can share a bed without touching each other, right?”
I don’t want to share a bed without touching her, but I hold back from admitting that to her as she grabs the stuffed rabbit off the bed and tosses it onto the dresser.
“Right. Sure. Of course,” I say instead. It’s all lies. I can’t sleep next to her with this throbbing erection, particularly not in a bed that’s smaller than the one I’m used to sleeping in by myself.
“If you’ll excuse me, I’m just going to go wash my face.” She grabs her pajamas, too, and I feel like I’m displacing her.
I’d love a shower and a shave plus a toothbrush myself, but I’m sort of stuck. She leaves, and I drop my jeans and pull off my shirt. I slide into her bed wearing just my boxer briefs, and I shimmy under the covers, doing my best to cover the thick monster so she doesn’t suspect that I can’t seem to get it down when I’m around her. He’s begging me for another shot at that tight little cunt, but I will not give in.
I can’t.
I scroll my phone as I try to focus on something other than sex, and Ava, and sex with Ava, but it’s useless.
I pull up Candy Crush, my classic go-to game every night before I go to sleep. Hey, if she can admit she still sleeps with a stuffed animal, I can admit I play candy games on my phone before bed.
I’m mid-game two when she walks back in.
She’s wearing a silky, short nightgown thing that would look much better on the floor. Does she seriously sleep in that? Or did she choose it tonight to purposely tempt me?
I realize I’m staring as she walks in. She doesn’t look at me, but her face is scrubbed clean, and her tits look fucking amazing in that thing, and Jesus Christ, I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to be inside her right now.
Fuck.
I force my eyes back to my game as I realize the time ran out and my score is awful. I close down the app and toss my phone on the bedside table. “Is this side okay for me?” I ask. My voice comes out all low and grumbly, and I swear to God I’m not going to be able to sleep until I take care of this raging boner.
She looks up at me all shyly, and it’s my fucking undoing.
