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“Sure. I’d like that.”
Dad pauses in the doorway. “Will Connor be stopping by Courtney’s later?” he asks.
I hesitate, but I won’t lie. Never again. “He might swing by. Why?”
His features are stiff, but only for a moment. “Tell him I said hi,” he says.
“I will,” I say, giving him another smile. “Thanks again, Dad.”
I turn back to my bag.
“And Dana…”
I look at him. “Yes, Dad?”
“I can’t wait to see your next play,” he says.
My heart swells. “Yeah,” I say, wondering what the canvas will show me the next time I stand on the stage. “Me, too.”
* * *
When the door opens at eight forty-five, I immediately drop my pencil down on the table. I can see it from the kitchen, so I turn in my chair as Connor walks into the apartment.
“You’re just in time,” I say.
He drops his duffel bag to the floor by the door. “For what?”
I slam my textbook closed. “A much-needed study break.”
Chuckling, he walks over, his hair still slightly wet from a recent shower. “Sorry I’m late,” he says. “Emerson and I were hanging out at the gym when Dad found us and made us stay for extended training.”
“Extended training for what? The season’s over.”
“Could you tell him that?” he quips. “I bet he’d listen to you.”
I laugh and rise from my chair, reaching out to massage his shoulders. “Coach working you guys too hard?”
“Nah.” Connor smiles. “We can take it.”
“You want something to drink? I’m keeping Courtney’s cabinets well-stocked with coffee and stuff.”
His hands come to rest on my waist. “No,” he says with a sigh. “I’ve got everything I need right here.”
He kisses me. I hum pleasantly as he pulls me in until our bodies are flush together. I curl my arms around his neck, practically purring while his hands glide down my back to cup my ass over my skirt.
“Are you learning a lot?” he asks, his voice low and smooth in my ear.
“Nope,” I answer with a grin. “Is there something new you’d like to teach me?”
Our kiss deepens. His hands grip tightly.
“Well, it’s not new, but…” Connor picks me up and sets me on the table, our lips never breaking contact as we move. “I think we need to revisit a previous lesson.”
I hug his body between my thighs. “I think you’re right,” I moan, feeling his hard cock against my body through his sweatpants.
Well, I meant to study algebra. I really did.
But Connor’s lessons are so hard to pass up.
