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A knock comes at the door. I let in Jay and Miles, followed by Rookie.
“What am I missing?” Miles bursts in Kool-Aid Man-style. “Hey, Mikey B,” he adds, high-fiving the cutout.
“Clay was jerking off,” Brooke says, folding her arms.
“In front of both of you?” Jay frowns.
Miles grabs Brooke from behind, covering her face with both hands. “Aww, your poor virgin eyes.”
She screeches, prying at his massive fingers. “Stop it, asshole!”
Chloe laughs. “We’re going out to celebrate.”
“Where?” I ask. “This town is not going to be pro-Denver.”
“I rented us an entire club that belongs to a friend. Come on.”
I start toward the door, but Clay grabs my hand.
“Meet you there in thirty,” he calls out the door.
“The sight of Michael wound you up?” I murmur under my breath.
“Not Michael,” he replies.
“No. Now!” Rookie says.
I bite my lip as I take in Clay. Then I turn back to the team. I smile and try for generous. “Give us fifteen.”
They holler and laugh, and I shut the door.
“Fuck fifteen,” Clay growls, lifting me under my legs and carrying me to the bed.
“You can’t work that fast?” I murmur.
“I don’t want to. I like having you in my room.”
“Pretty sure it’s our room.”
“I’ll call it anything you want as long as you’re here with me.” He sets me on the bed, tipping my chin up, and I spot the notebook I made for him on the nightstand.
“You still have that?”
Clay follows my line of sight and coughs. “Yeah. It helped me when you weren’t here. It was like having a piece of you. When things get dark, I think about your light, and it gets me through.”
I’m overwhelmed. Every cell in my body is about to burst.
Knowing I helped him get through, even in some tiny way, fills me with gratitude.
“You almost had a triple-double tonight,” I say, unable to stop the smile.
“That’s it, baby. Talk dirty to me.” He yanks down the zipper on my dress and tugs the fabric over my head.
I shift to kneel on the bed, giving him a view of the lingerie I put on after the game as I peer up at him from under my lashes. “You went off for thirty-two.”
“Fuck, I’m about to go off for more than that.” He grabs the front of his shirt and rips off the buttons.
A thrill races through me as I take him in, his gorgeous body, his feral intensity.
