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"Still putting your hands where they don't belong I see, Selena," said Beckham from behind me.
Selena looked embarrassed to have been caught being nasty by Beckham, immediately changing her face to one that I supposed she thought was alluring.
"Here to see Damon?" she cooed at Beckham. "I haven't seen you in what seems like forever. Not since that night…" she said.
Dread curled in my stomach. It seemed that all of the guys were intimately familiar with Selena, well maybe not Mason, he seemed to despise her.
I turned to walk away with Lexi, but Beckham had other ideas. He pulled me away from the crowd, ignoring whatever Selena was saying to him as we walked away. He didn't stop walking until we were back in the tunnel, and I was being pulled into a supply closet.
Suddenly Beckham's lips were devouring me. All the frustration from his radio silence faded away as I melted into lips that were so achingly recognizable to me, they were like my own. He pulled away gasping.
"Why didn't you reach out to me this week?" he asked mournfully.
"Reach out to you? I didn't know I was supposed to. Why didn't you contact me?" I asked, my voice rising at the end in annoyance.
"I was giving you space. I thought after everything that we discussed that you would need time to think and that you would reach out to me when you are ready. I finally couldn't stand not hearing from you and came out here," he responded.
"Oh…," I said, relief flooding my features at his explanation.
"So does that mean that you wanted me to call?" he said, a look of vulnerability shining through his eyes.
I nodded shyly and his face lit up. He was almost…glowing? Before I could mention anything he was kissing me again and everything around me faded. It seemed like it was hours before we emerged from the supply closet, both of us slightly rumpled from our passion. We walked out of the tunnel and stopped short. Damon and Lexi were waiting there, both wearing twin looks of annoyance.
"There you are!" called out Lexi, now looking relieved rather than annoyed. "Where have you been? I had to cover with Coach. Thank goodness you totally rocked that routine today, or she would have been fuming at you for disappearing!"
"It was my fault," said Beckham, flashing his trademark grin at her.
I couldn't help but laugh watching Lexi go sort of cross-eyed under the weight of Beckham's charm.
"Hey Beck," said Damon, sort of stiffly.
I watched Beckham let out a breath, seeming to be bracing himself for some sort of confrontation. But much to both of our surprises, Damon didn't say a word about me disappearing with Beckham. He simply clapped Beckham on the back with a grin and gave him the man hug that all of them were so fond of.
"The team will be celebrating tonight, and I'd really like for you to be there with me," he told me, his face bracing for disappointment.
"I was just going to ask if she could do dinner with me, and then I can bring her right back," interjected Beckham. He looked at me. "Would that be alright?"
I nodded eagerly, and then looked at Damon to make sure he wasn't upset. His face was hard to read.
"Call me when you're done?" he asked. "I can text you the address of the party."
He looked at Beckham.
"You're coming too since you're in town I assume?"
Damon's face clearly stated that he was just asking to be polite.
"I actually have some scripts to go over," said Beckham.
I couldn't help but feel sad that I wouldn't be able to be with both of them all evening. Beckham and I said our goodbyes to Damon and Lexi, Lexi promising to meet me at the party later on. Beckham took my hand excitedly and led me to a waiting town car.
Chapter 18
I realized as we were walking that I was still in my uniform.
"Can we stop by my dorm so I can change?" I asked Beckham.
"You will want to keep that on. All the rest of the team will have them on at that party tonight," he explained as I stepped into the backseat of the car.
