"Yes."
Even if I really fucking want to.
The guttural sound that escapes me surprises both of us as Tess sucks in air.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me," I groan, closer to the edge than I thought was possible without even a sight of her—a touch, a taste. "Where did you come from?"
"Liam, I—"
"Don't say my name," I beg, my voice about as desperate as I feel. For her.
"Okay," she answers softly, but the way the word trails off leads me to think there's more she wants to say.
I bite the back of my hand, knowing I have to end this. "I'm hanging up now," I blurt more as a reminder to myself than a warning to her.
"Liam," Tess throws back.
My whole body stills, waiting.
"Maybe you should… listen."
My lips part as my cock leaks through my jeans.
"What?" I grind out.
She swallows hard as if she's gearing up for something bold.
But then the line goes dead.
And the humming starts again.
27
Tessa
"Tess, did you hear me?"
My gaze gets caught on the way Liam's bicep bulges with his glove wedged beneath it. "Hmm?" I answer as he lifts his hat and runs his hand through his hair.
"I said, I'm gonna take the kids to the bathroom before the game starts. Do you want to come?" Alex asks.
Liam chuckles at something Jace Holloway says, and I follow the curve of his smile. "Oh, I'm good, thanks. I'm not really hungry."
She laughs then responds under her breath. "Not for food apparently."
It takes me a minute to realize what she's saying before I snap to attention.
"Wait… what?" I ask, shaking all previous thoughts of how Liam's voice sounds when he's all worked up.
"You've been all spacey since we sat down. Who are you staring at?"
My eyes snap back to Liam like I've been caught—because I have been.
Alex follows my gaze to the field, pausing when it lands on her brother-in-law. "Oh?" she says curiously. I watch as she connects the dots. Her eyes grow wide. "Ohh…"
I stare at the sleeve of my new flannel as if I'm still astounded that the checkers are the perfect Gators green and the stripes the perfect yellow.
"Okay, hold on." Alex holds her hands out in front of her as she scoots toward the edge of the seat next to me. Suddenly her idea to swap withRuthie so that the kids could hang out and we could catch up sounds less genius than it did before.
