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Her hand rested on the hard muscle of his thigh. She squeezed and was seduced by the power vibrating through his tense muscles. His slow tasting turned into a more insistent kiss, robbing her of breath and leaving her with no choice but to be lost in the delicious pleasure of his lips on hers.
Voices near the door. They jerked apart, their breathing hard and heavy. The voices trailed away. He licked his lips. Angela groaned and took stock of how completely he’d turned her body into a throbbing nerve of desire, her nipples hard and aching, panties damp, breathing uncontrollable. If she didn’t leave she would straddle his hips and slide him right into the spot that longed for attention.
“I’ve got to find Cory.” Her voice was a husky whisper.
He nodded. “You should.”
Unease crept through her. Was he ashamed or upset by what happened? She stood on shaky legs. Isaiah took her hand in his. When he met her eyes she gasped. Raw hunger reflected in his gaze. He squeezed her hand, then let it go.
Angela bit her lip to keep from smiling. She nodded and hurried out of the locker room. Thankfully no one was there to question her. She wouldn’t have been able to come up with a good excuse. Isaiah Reynolds had kissed her. And based on the look he’d just given her, it wouldn’t be the last time. The very idea made her heart soar.
CHAPTER 7
Isaiah called Bridget as soon as he got out of the shower after arriving home. He needed to solidify his resolve. He’d thought of Angela nonstop since kissing her. Her sparkling brown eyes, heart-stopping smile, captivating curves and seductive voice. Everything about her tempted him. Temptation wasn’t what he needed. Stability, trust and mutual respect born from friendship—those were the things that made relationships last. Sure, he could sleep with Angela—he could really sleep with her—but that would ruin the strong foundation he had with Bridget.
He sat on the massive king-size bed in the bedroom of his home and waited for Bridget to pick up.
“Isaiah, hey.” Bridget’s voice was cordial but confused. Voices in the background made hearing her difficult.
“Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“No. I’m out with some friends. We’re celebrating the end of school. They wanted to wish me well before I embark on the next chapter in my life. Is everything all right?”
Isaiah leaned forward and rested his elbow on his thigh. “Everything is good. I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
He let out an incredulous laugh. “About nothing. Just to talk.”
“Oh.” There was a pause. The conversation of her friends in the background was the only response.
“Is that a problem?” Was he wrong to feel a little uneasy by her lack of a response? Maybe he was just looking for trouble where there wasn’t any.
“No, um…hang on a second. Let me walk away from the group.”
He waited a few minutes while the muffled voices of her talking to her friends came through. Things quieted down and he guessed she’d either left the restaurant or found a quiet spot.
“Are you sure everything is okay?” she asked when she returned to the phone.
“Why wouldn’t it be okay? I’ve called you to talk before.”
“I know. I’m just making sure.”
Did he need a reason to call her now? He had just asked her to move to his city. “So you’re celebrating the next step.”
“Yeah. They’re all really happy for me.” Excitement entered her voice.
Isaiah perked up. Excitement was good. “Are you as happy as they are?”
“Of course. I didn’t expect things to turn out so well.”
“I always figured this was how things would work out.” When they’d taken the break before her last year of law school it had been with the understanding they would see how things felt once she finished. She’d told him then she couldn’t imagine spending her life with anyone else.
“You did? Because I had my doubts,” Bridget said.
“Why would you have doubts?”
Isaiah hadn’t burned to have her back the way Kevin thought he should, and he had casually dated one other woman in the year since they split, but he’d always known when he settled down, he’d go back to Bridget. She knew him. He didn’t feel flustered or out of control when he was with her. Their families got along great. They made sense.
