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“Tell me more about her. I feel like you’ve shared a lot about your dad but not much about her.”
“She—”
My phone buzzed, capturing my attention. Glancing down, I saw a preview of an email from the company hosting the showcase, and my breath stilled.
“What’s wrong?” Nyx inquired, picking up on the shift in my energy.
“Hit Factory Trove just emailed me. That’s the company putting on the showcase.”
“Oh shit,” she exclaimed excitedly. “Open it!”
“Fuck,” I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck. “Maybe I should wait. I—”
“James Luck, you open the email, and you open it right now. Whatever happens is only the beginning. Just close your eyes and take the leap.”
“If it turns out they rejected me and I end up in a bad mood for the rest of the night, remember this was your idea.”
“Stop stalling and open it. Scary ass. Fear means nothing when you have Luck remember?”
“Leave it to you to run that into the ground.”
“Zip your lips, be like Nike, and just do it.”
Time seemed to slow down as I clicked the icon to open the app scanning the contents of the email. I read it at least twice to ensure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me.
“Fuck.”
“What?” her excitement turned to worry.
“They accepted me.”
My mind was racing a mile a minute, and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I had to process what was actually happening before it could sink in. This was really fucking happening. Thankfully, Nyx was too excited to let me stew on what this next step meant for my life.
“Jamie!” Nyx punched me in the chest. “Why would you scare me like that? Oh, my God! This is amazing. You—"
“Slow down, Nyx,” I smiled. “Baby steps. One thing at a time, remember?”
“Fine, fine.” A smile tugged at her lips as she kissed me. “Just know that I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you, Love.”
“I’ll let you breathe for now. Lincoln’s up anyway. We can talk about this when the race is over.”
We turned our attention to the track, and I couldn’t lie, I was glad she invited me along. It was a new, exciting experience, and a moment I’d only ever get to share with her. I loved it, and couldn’t help but be excited at all the other firsts we’d explore together.
Chapter Twenty-Three
NYX
“Fuck, Jamie,” I whimpered, palming his head with one hand.
Gripping the sheets with the other, I fought my body’s desire to give him what he wanted.
“You’re so stubborn,” he chuckled, briefly drawing my clit into his mouth. “But I am too. You’re not getting what you want until you give me what I asked for. Cum in my damn mouth, Nyx.”
Try as I might, I was fighting a losing battle. Jamie’s fingers and tongue were magic, and I flooded both of them while doing as he demanded. My hips bucked as he attempted to drain me of every ounce of energy I had. But if he thought I’d fall back and allow him to win the war, he was out of his mind. Pushing him away, I rolled him onto his back and instantly slid onto his solid length.
“Fuck,” he grunted, thrusting upward.
