Page 130 of Over Time Advantage

I let out a moan while my hands move under her shirt and grab her full breasts. I cover her lips with mine. “Hmm, maybe there’s time for a quickie.”

I’m about to deepen the kiss when my phone buzzes. I know what it means.

I lean my head back on the wall and exhale a long breath. “The car service is here. I need to go. Walk me down, angel face?”

She groans. “Ugh. Jett, I’m so sick of not sleeping with you more than I get to sleep with you. We’re telling Pierce this week, right?”

I nod. “Yes. And Kennedy agreed to come with us. I think if he sees the way you two are, it will make it easier for him. And,” I rub her cheek with the backs of my fingers, “I think we should talk about moving in together.”

Her face lights up. “Really?”

“There it is. The smile I live for.”

Her grin only widens.

I nod. “Yes. I’ve been thinking about it. There are good and bad things about your house,” your fucking ex buying it for you being the worst, “and good and bad things about mine, so let’s just build one that has everything we both want. We can even include a batting cage for Harper. Maybe indoors so she can also hit in the winter months. And some turf for her to work on fielding. And maybe a basketball court for Kennedy so she’ll come use it. Vance built an amazing house last year. I already called his contractor. We’ll figure out a date to meet with him after Napa to get the ball rolling as soon as possible.”

Her arms are wrapped around me, and her chin rests on my chest as she looks up at me. “Are we really doing this?”

I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes, angel face. I love you. I want our future to start as soon as possible. I want to sleep next to you as much as possible. Preferably every night.”

My phone pings again, and I let out a moan in annoyance. “Ugh. I need to go.”

She pouts. “Fine. Let’s go say goodbye…again.”

We walk out of her hotel room door hand in hand just as Kennedy is walking down the hallway with a bucket of ice. “Ooh,” she mocks, “Coach Fallon has a boy in her room. You’re gonna get in so much trouble, young lady.”

Fallon giggles. “I’m the coach. I’m allowed.”

“You can get action, but we can’t? That’s fucking bullshit.”

“Watch your mouth,” I grumble.

She rolls her eyes. “When is your flight, Dad?”

I scrunch my face. “In about seven hours. I’m sorry I’m missing the final game. I’ll be watching,” I offer hopefully.

She pinches her lips together. “I understand.”

I can tell how much she wants me there. My heart breaks. I’ve never hated my job more than I do right now.

I hug her and kiss her head. “Good luck. Give ’em hell.”

She nods. “I will.”

I say goodbye to Kennedy as Fallon and I make our way to the elevator.

Once inside, I push her against the wall. “Where were we before? Daddy Jett needs his fill of his naughty girl.” I bring my mouth to hers. Her tongue gently teases my mouth until I open for her, meeting my tongue with hers, trying to memorize her sweet taste because it will have to last me a few days until I see her again.

I truly hate leaving her. I keep telling myself there’s light at the end of the tunnel. Less than a month until I ask her to be mine forever. Less than a month until we can begin our life together. I can’t wait.

As the elevator pings our arrival in the lobby, we breathlessly break apart with an unspoken sense of sadness over me leaving.

As we walk through the lobby with our fingers intertwined, an intruding male voice says, “Fallon?”

She turns to the man who appears to be in his forties and looks like a younger Rob Lowe wearing a business suit. Her face falls, and she turns a shade of white. “D…David?”

He smiles widely, showing every single tooth like a dipshit. “Wow, you look incredible. You were always a stunner.” His eyes move up and down her body. “Both inside and out.” He winks at me suggestively, letting me know he’s been intimate with her. I want to fucking strangle this guy.