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I stare down at the blonde menace.
This woman has had my friend tangled and twisted up for the past four months. And she has the audacity to look at me as if I’m annoying her.
"I can't believe that you were going to go out with another guy,” I say, trying to keep my voice low and between us.
She lifts a brow. "I am going out with another guy. There's no was going to about it."
"So now you're going to date a coach and a player?"
She lifts a shoulder. "Guess so."
“You think that’s a good idea?”
“If you don’t, you shouldn’t have brought our player over here.”
I narrow my eyes. I’m not sure what it is, but something about her calling Alexsei ‘ours’ grabs me in the chest.
She starts to step back and close her door. On me. My hand lands flat against the wood and I press. "I don't think so."
"I don't remember inviting you to stay."
"But you want to."
"Do I?"
"You do.” I lean in so only she can hear me, and it won't drift to Alexsei. "You play this big independent badass, but I think you're scared of Alexsei, and I think you want me to stay, so it's not just the two of you. So things don’t get too serious too fast.” I’m not sure I believe any of that, but I don’t want to be cut out and left behind.
For more than one reason.
"Scared? Of Alexsei? He’s a complete cinnamon roll."
Oh, she’s definitely pegged him.
"Yeah. Because you know that he's about two minutes away from wrapping around your heart and not letting you go."
She looks up at me, studying my eyes, and I suddenly realize that I have miscalculated.
I might be able to read her, but she can fucking read me, too.
"You know something about that?" she asks. "About Alexsei getting in under your skin and making you feel warm and safe and loved in a way that’s addicting in about half a day?"
I sure as hell do.
"Shut up,” I murmur to her.
The corners of her mouth curl slightly.
I lean in until our noses are nearly touching. “I won't let you hurt him. I'm staying so that you don't crush our boy."
I see emotion flicker in her eyes at my use of ‘our’ in referring to Alexsei.
"Fine, you can stay.” She pauses. “If you kiss me."
I should have seen something like that coming. Or maybe I did. And maybe I fucking love sparring with this woman.
"I know you think that you're the boss,” I tell her. “I know you think you want to be the boss.” I can't believe how husky my voice is. Or, how hot and hard my body is. “But you're wrong on both counts.”
"You're on my turf,” she says softly, not moving back away from me.
