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“So, you’re saying yes?” I ask, winking.
“Seriously?” She laughs. “We just had mind-blowing make-up sex and you’re questioning whether or not I’ll go on a date with you again?” She shakes her head in disbelief.
I take her hands in mine and bring them to my lips. “I just wanted to make sure. And for the record, I did tell you I would get you to change your mind.” I give her another wink as she bursts out laughing, rolling her eyes.
“Shut it, or I’ll rescind my answer,” she teases as my heart melts at the happiness I see in her eyes. I grab her hips, pulling her to me as I wrap my arms around her middle.
“No take backs,” I mutter against her neck, kissing my way up the column of her throat and sucking at the skin, making her moan loudly.
“What are you, twelve?” She’s trying to be mocking, but it comes out full of desperation.
“If I was twelve, could I do this?” I lift her, pinning her beneath me, and take her to a place no twelve-year-old should ever know about.
5
Harper
Josh is gone by the time I wake up. I remember vaguely that he kissed me goodbye, and I believe I told him to have a good flight, but I was half asleep, so for all I know that could have all been a dream. The last few days have been a roller coaster, and if it wasn’t for the delicious soreness between my legs and the smell of him that still lingers on my sheets, I would think it was all some elaborate dream. I close my eyes once more, trying to get some more sleep but my phone vibrates next to me, and when I pick it up, I smile at who is texting me.
Josh: Good morning, Sunshine.
It’s been a few days since he spent the night, and honestly, he hasn’t left. Well, he has gone to the stadium to do his job, but every night he seems to make his way to me, and I have no issue with that at all. The events of last night start flashing through my mind as a blush creeps up my neck. The way that man can command my body is impressive, and if I had it my way, he’d be here right now showing just how well he knows how to play it. I still can’t believe I was fighting this so hard because the feelings I have fluttering inside me right now are glorious.
Me: Morning, handsome. I didn’t expect to hear from you today.
This aspect of his job is the hardest for me. Him being away for extended periods of time. I hated it when my dad went on road trips and apparently my feelings haven’t changed over the years. So instead of sitting around, waiting for him to respond like the lovesick puppy I’m trying NOT to be, I get up and make my way into the kitchen to make myself something to eat. I haven’t eaten since lunch yesterday, after that, we spent most of the day in bed or in the shower trying to soak up as much of each other as we could before he left. So naturally, I’m starving. I take out a piece of bread and place it in the toaster, grabbing a knife and butter off the counter. Just as the toast pops out, my phone dings.
Josh: Why not?
I smile. Sometimes I wonder if he realizes how busy he’s supposed to be, being a professional athlete and all.
Me: Because you have a game tonight and I thought you’d be busy?
I take the toast and spread the butter, then grab some peanut butter, putting a very thick layer on top. A moan leaves my mouth as I take a huge bite; there is nothing better than the taste of peanut butter. Nothing.
Josh: I’m never too busy for you.
The smile on my face is huge, because the idea of Josh sitting next to his teammates and texting me instead of doing whatever they usually do together makes me happy. Very happy.
Me: Wow, your lines are getting really good.
I love teasing him. I finish my toast, licking the excess peanut butter off my fingers as I put everything in the sink and get myself a huge cup of coffee just as another text comes through.
Josh: You haven’t even heard my best stuff yet.
Before I can think of a response, another text comes through.
Josh: I can’t wait to get back to you. I can’t stop thinking about you.
Me: Me too.
Usually, I’d cringe at the idea of throwing myself at him like this, but at this point I don’t want to hide the way I’m feeling. I did it for too long and I’m done.
Josh: I can’t wait to take you out when I get back.
Just as I’m about to send him something inappropriate, my phone rings.
“Hello?” I say, making my way out of the kitchen and into the living room, where I plop down on the couch and turn on the television.
