Page 74 of Scarred

My phone will be with me.

Grinning, I slip out of my heels and strip on the way to the shower.

I step under the warm spray, and a smile touches my lips when I wash the soreness between my legs.

Just thinking about what I felt tonight overrides any doubts or concerns I have. I love how he makes me feel. I’ve never felt more wanted or desired in my life. I’m not ready for it to end, especially when there’s so much more he can show me.

When I step out and wrap a towel around my body, I decide to test his little theory.

Me

I have an itch.

I bite my lip from laughing, wondering if he’s going to make good on what he said.

Mr. Booty Call

What’s your room number?

Me

5036

Mr. Booty Call

I’ll be there in ten.

Well, damn. He actually meant what he said.

Having Cayden on speed dial might just be the best thing I’ve ever done.

Running back in the bathroom, I lather lotion on and throw a t-shirt over my head. I didn’t bring any sexy lingerie, so my oversized tee is as good as it gets. I quickly brush my teeth and stare at myself in the mirror.

My green eyes look brighter, and my cheeks are still flushed from the shower. I feel freer somehow, more relaxed than I’ve felt in a long time. I guess I really did need some mind-altering sex in my life.

The knock at the door has my heart speeding up as I call through the door.

“Who is it?” I innocently say.

“You know damn well who it is,” he growls, causing me to giggle.

Opening the door, he’s leaning against it with his arms above his head, grasping the door frame. I take in his grey sweats and black tee shirt that stretches across his broad chest. His hair is damp from a shower, and his intense green eyes travel down my body with a hunger that clearly says he wasn’t sated before.

I know, with certainty.

That in this moment…

I’ve made the right decision based on what is standing before me.

TWENTY-THREE

CAYDEN

My eyes drift over her body in that oversized t-shirt, and every warning sign that I’m treading on dangerous territory vanishes the moment I see her.

Her face is free of any makeup, and her hair is piled high into a messy bun. She has the natural beauty most women would die for. There is nothing fake or bought on this body. The exact opposite of what surrounds me most nights after a game. It’s refreshing and sexy as hell to me to see Luna in her natural state.

I was surprised how badly it felt like a punch to the gut when she said she was leaving, but what did I expect? Her to climb into bed with me and cuddle all night when I made it clear it’s just sex?