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I know I’m playing with fire. I don’t want to fucking play with fire. But I’m completely consumed by the hold she has over me. I can feel the pull of her even now, like a sweet, sassy lure that’s already hooked itself savagely into my deepest desires.
“See you tomorrow, Coach.”
He gives me the side eye as I walk away. I salute him, to keep the tone light. He almost smiles, shaking his head.
As soon as I reach the locker room, I hit the shower and get dressed.
Then the inquisition begins.
“He’s already on your trail, boy-o.” West claps a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t you dare get kicked off this team.”
“I don’t plan to.”
“I’m making tacos for everyone tonight. It’s the best cure for anything that ails you.”
“There’s only one cure for what ails me, Westie.”
“If it involves your neglected manhood getting anywhere near the—”
“Shut the fuck up, West.” Gabriel’s low warning silences a grinning West. Mitch and a couple other guys are still changing nearby.
“Tacos again?” Jake complains, deftly changing the subject. “Dude, you need to learn another recipe.”
“You’re coming back with us, right, Elias?” Gabe slings his bag over his shoulder.
“I’ve…got other plans tonight.”
They’re not happy with me, of course. The three of them try to talk me out of it on our way out, but there’s no way I can stay away from the little green-eyed angel. The only assurance I can give them is that I’ll be as careful as I can.
It’s dark by the time I make my way to the art building. I let myself in and take the stairs by threes.
The door of her studio is closed but the sliver of light underneath it tells me she’s here. My heart hammers in my chest.
I knock, not so loudly this time.
She opens the door and—holy fuck—I’m so far gone already I feel half-devastated by the risk I’m already resolved to take and half-feral with a need I’ve never experienced before.
“Elias?” Again that question we both know the answer to.
Why are you here?
Because I can’t stay away.
She feels it too, I can see it in her eyes as the dark pupils leave only thin rims of bright green. Her gaze drops to my mouth. She licks her pink lips.
“Zara, we need to talk.” In fact we need to do much more than talk, but it’s a start.
I have everything to lose. But for Zara Fox, I’m willing to play the most dangerous game of my life.
12
Once again, against my better judgement, I let him in.
Elias walks in and closes the door behind him, brushing past me like a huge bear in the small space. Once again he takes his position on the window seat, where he pulls a small, dog-eared notebook out of his pocket. But he doesn’t open it. All his attention is on me.
He’s relaxed, even if his cocky male perfection is so deeply ingrained in him, he might not even be aware of it. He wears it like a second skin. He’s not showy, but this off-hand self-assurance is one of the most pronounced things about him. That, and the formidable size. The graceful way he moves. The powerful physicality of him.
Not to mention the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen, ringed by that thicket of black lashes that blink at me.
