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My lip twitched. “No.”
She made a gagging sound. “That’s gross.”
I shrugged. “It’s my house. I can do what I want.”
She snorted. “I’m sure that you do what you want, when you want, wherever you are.”
That was true.
I started walking out of the room. “Call the pizza place and order us something. I want cheese.”
“What do you mean you only want cheese?” she called. “I thought that you liked pepperoni.”
That was true…at least she thought it was.
It made me sound less manly when I told people I only liked cheese. I’d never really gotten better as I aged. Eating healthy was really hard for me. I loved fruit, but I fuckin’ hated vegetables with a vengeance.
Unfortunately for me, I choked those bitches down because that was how you fueled a body like mine.
But during the offseason? I ate what I fucking wanted, and that was that. Kind of. I ate what I wanted within reason.
I also worked out twice as much because I ate fucking pizza when I should be eating vegetables and white fish.
“I only got pepperoni because you like pepperoni, and I didn’t want you thinking I was a little bitch for only liking cheese,” I shot over my shoulder before closing my bedroom door behind me.
I heard her laughter through the closed door and smiled like a loon all the way to the shower.
I was trying really hard to control my raging hard-on as I stepped into the scalding water—being this close to her reminded me of the past – before I was warned away from her. Glaring at my dick reacting to her laughter, I heard a hesitant knock on my bedroom door.
I ignored it, staring down at my traitorous dick as I willed it to soften.
It didn’t.
Damn, but Conleigh had a way of always making me want her.
All she had to do was curl that lip at me in disgust, and I was hard.
It didn’t matter that it was me that she was disgusted with.
What mattered was that she was there, in close proximity, and I was reminded of that one time that we’d almost gone too far.
It’d been the best I’d ever had, and that was saying something since I’d had a lot.
The knock came again, this time at the door to my bathroom.
I turned around so my ass was facing the panel of glass instead of my hard dick and called out, “Yeah?”
She opened the door, just like I knew she would, and I heard her low inhale. “Shit, sorry.”
The door didn’t close, though.
I chanced a look over my shoulder to see her eyes downcast, and a flush staining her cheeks.
“It’s fine. It’s not like you haven’t seen my ass before,” I pointed out.
She’d seen my dick, too.
It’d been when we were about to take that last step when we’d been interrupted.
She groaned. “Must you always bring that up when I see you half naked?”
I barely contained the grin. “It’s true.”
She growled in frustration, then sighed when she realized how futile it was.
I did what I wanted, and I always had.
“Anyway, I came in here to tell you that the pizza place is like ten orders behind because they only have one car running at the current moment. Did you want me to order from the Chinese place that delivers instead?” she asked.
I could barely hear her over the water pounding down on me, not to mention the rush of blood that was currently causing me to be highly focused on my dick rather than the words that were coming out of her mouth.
“How about we go get pizza?” I suggested.
She made a frustrated noise.
She was weighing the pros and cons, and she wasn’t finding a way out of going.
“I can go home,” she paused. “Come back when your publicist wakes up?”
The hopefulness in her voice had me suppressing the laughter that was boiling in my throat. God, she’d do absolutely anything to get away from the situation she found herself in, that was for sure.
“I texted her before I got in the shower,” I lied. “What if she calls while you’re gone, and I don’t have all the information that you gave out? What if she has questions I can’t answer?”
She stomped her foot. “You’re so annoying.”
“I’ll wear a hat,” I offered. “Nobody will ever know that it’s me.”
Famous last words were those.
I knew exactly what would happen if we went to my favorite pizza place. Exactly.
Conleigh, on the other hand, was such a positive thinker, always going into everything with such a positive outlook, that she couldn’t see through the lie.
She didn’t think to question me, but she should have.Chapter 6I finally got eight hours of sleep. Sure, it took me three days to accomplish…but still.
-Conleigh to Linc
Conleigh
It was halfway through our pizza when the first person noticed us.
Now that I thought about it, it’d likely been even before that, but that particular fan had been the one ballsy enough to actually go out of her way and ask for the autograph.
