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“Hey.” He leans me back against the sturdy shelves of books, caging me in between his arms. Then he leans down and presses his lips to mine in a hot, possessive kiss.
“Hey.” I smile even as my mind whirs with apprehension, wondering what exactly he needs to tell me that’s so urgent he couldn’t wait until tonight. “What’s up?”
Cam traces my cheekbone, trailing his thumb down my jawline and over the curve of my chin before meeting my gaze.
“I’m moving out.”
“What? Why?” Red-hot panic flares inside me and my jaw tenses.
“Relax. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just—” He runs the rough pad of his thumb over my lips and I taste the salt on his skin, the gesture sending a pulse of desire straight to my core.
“I can’t be with you—really be with you—while I’mliving in your dad’s house. He’s my coach and I can’t disrespect him like that.”
“Oh.” I swallow hard over the lump in my throat, trying to make sense of all this.
“You understand, right?” He cuts his eyes to mine and I take a shallow breath.
“I guess. I mean, I feel like we’ve already crossed the line, but?—”
“Sloane, trust me. You have no idea the lines I want to cross with you.” He rests his forehead against mine, his breath warm on my skin. “You make me crazy. I need you like I need air to breathe. Maybe more. But I can’t do those things, be with you like that, under your dad’s roof. It’s just not right.”
“Ah—” I suck in another breath, dampness flooding my panties beneath his heated stare.
“Are you ready for all this?” His voice is low, almost desperate, as he presses his body against mine.
“Yes.” The word comes out in a breathy whisper.
Cam heaves out a breath of relief. “Good. Because I don’t know what I’d do if you said no. Die of blue balls, maybe.”
I giggle, sliding my hand over the hard bulge of his shorts.
“One question, though—who’s going to tell my dad?”
CHAPTER 24
CAM
“Iwill.” I clear my throat, swallowing hard over the lump lodged above my Adam’s apple.
The last thing I want to do is talk to Coach about dating his daughter, but I know it’s the right thing to do. Man up and be honest with him.
It’s gonna suck, much like burpees and wind sprints, but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?
And hopefully Coach Carter won’t kill me.
“Really? You sure?” Sloane’s eyes widen. “You want me to be there? Or is this gonna be a man-to-man sort of thing?”
“The latter, I’m thinking. I’ll talk to him after practice tonight.” I cup her chin and press my lips to hers, kissing her softly but wanting more. So much fucking more.
After a few seconds, she pulls away. “When are you moving out?”
“Tomorrow. Or maybe tonight, if your dad’s pissed at me.”
She frowns, tiny creases forming in between her brows. I smooth them away with my fingertip.
“It’ll be okay, promise.”
“I know. I like having you there, though.”
