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“For us, I think it is.”
I scooped her in my arms, her legs dangling in the air, and carried her to my bed.
I couldn’t help the kiss that devoured her lips. I didn’t know if I was punishing her for arguing with me or trying to taste every last drop of wine off her mouth. I pushed my tongue inside, sucking hard while she wiggled in my arms.
I dropped her on the bed and gazed down at her. “My bed. My rules.”
She nodded.
I crawled toward her, sweeping the hair off her neck to kiss the line of skin that ran to her shoulder.
“Who do you belong to, Doc?”
“You,” she moaned, her head rocking back in ecstasy. That was all I needed to hear. I could make up for everything else as long as she was still mine.
Game day was my favorite day of the week. I left the apartment extra early to get to the stadium before the first rush of fans walked through the turnstiles. I left Lennon sleeping naked, with the sheets threaded around her body.
On the counter was her pass and ticket for the game. The driver was going to pick her up an hour ahead of time and deposit her at the private stadium entrance.
It had been three days since we had the discussion about my hand in the kitchen and neither one of us had brought it up again. At some point, she was going to lay into me about what I had taken. But for now, she seemed to respect that my focus was on defeating the Volts. It was my first game back.
I walked into the locker room, inhaling the stale smell of sweat and deodorant. Damn, I loved this place.
It was quiet. I was the first one in. I hung my bag under my name and looked around the room. The towel attendant wheeled out an empty cart. In an hour, this place would be packed with guys gearing up for warm-ups. Right now, it was all mine.
I sat on the bench.
Stubbs was the first to walk in. “Hey, good to see you in here.” He smiled. He liked being early too.
“Good to be here.”
“It’s lucky we had that bye week.” He motioned toward my right hand.
“Oh yeah. Made all the difference.”
“And I heard you’re fucking the doctor.”
I laughed. “Yeah, and that.”
Stubbs pulled on his socks. We all had a pre-game ritual we followed. His started with the feet.
“Is she going to be here today?” he asked.
“Oh yeah. She’s in my box.”
“With your parents?” He scrunched up his face. “Your dad?”
“Fuck.”
Stubbs stopped what he was doing. “What?”
“I forgot to tell her about my fucking parents.”
He started laughing so hard he snorted. “That’s messed up. She’s going to kill you.”
I shook my head. “Lennon’s not like that.”
Or was she? Holy fuck. I’d told her that story about my dad and then stuck her in a box with him with no warning. I searched for my phone. I still had a chance to call her and give her a heads up. She could back out at the last minute and I’d get it. I wouldn’t want to be up there with him either.
