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join his team, which leaves me to follow Dahlia and Ryder to the stands to watch the game.
It’s amazing watching Jace in action; the speed at which he runs, the way he dives onto second base. Everything he does, he does with so much strength behind it and gives his all. But for the short pants that he’s wearing, I don’t think anyone would realize he was wearing a prosthesis. He’s amazing.
“So, what did you talk about?”
I overhear Ryder and Dahlia talking, and I doubt that Ryder will give it a rest until he knows word for word.
“You are being stupid,” Dahlia replies. “It was a girl’s lunch. That is all. Stop being a pain in the butt.” Dahlia laughs, “And if you’re good, I’ll let you kiss mine later.”
“Now you’re talking, babe.”
Clearing my throat, I turn and look at the two of them with a grin on my face. Ryder just returns my grin at me while Dahlia winks and starts to laugh.
Shaking my head, I continue to watch the game and ignore the two beside me who are making kissing noises.
The lunch with Dahlia had been really good. We’d chatted about the men—goes without saying—which had turned into a conversation about sex. She is so damn funny that the ideas I have in my head might only be possible if I had four arms, and that was without any alcohol touching our mouths—although, one idea for seduction will be tried out, and hopefully soon.
Jace makes me sweat just watching him out there on the field—the flex of his muscles as he jumps and strains to reach up to catch the ball, the way his pants fit around his ass and cling to his thighs like a second skin—and I can’t help imagining him without his clothes.
“Hmm, I bet I only need one guess as to what you’re thinking about.” Dahlia smirks.
“And you’d be right.” I chuckle, and head down the stand to meet Jace, who has run over with happiness all over his face.
When we meet, he pulls me straight into his arms. He holds me close for a brief moment before he wraps his arm around my waist.
“Did you enjoy watching us?”
“Oh yes,” I give him a sultry look, which wipes the smile from his face and replaces it with pure lust. “I especially couldn’t keep my mind from wandering to places that it shouldn’t while around others.”
He groans, and whispers, “You’re a naughty girl.”
“You planning on spanking me?” I tease.
He’s like a fish out of water with the way his mouth is opening and shutting, so I continue in a low sultry voice that only he can hear, “So you’d like having me in lacy thigh-highs with a garter belt and no panties…bent over.”
“Fucking hell!” he curses, and turns me fully into him. I smile when I realize my words have him rock hard against my stomach.
Smiling, I ask, “Are you free to leave because I think we really need to talk…first?”
He kisses my forehead. “Yeah. We can go. Let me just talk to the guys.” He lets me go and starts backing away before walking back toward me with his gorgeous smile in place. “Come meet the guys with me.” Although he seems confident, his smile wavers—he’s nervous.
We haven’t spoken about what is going to happen as we hopefully move forward together, but I guess from my reaction today, he already knows I’m going to be with him. Anything else is unacceptable.
Smiling, I take his offered hand. “Lead the way.”
And that’s when I truly know that I’ll be with him for as long as he’ll have me.
Chapter Twenty
Jace
Sitting out on the back deck of my house with Savannah is the end to a perfect day. No matter what happens next, I’m confident that she’s going to be here with me for the foreseeable future—forever, if I have my way. Right now, while she’s sitting between my thighs on the sun lounger, I have no intention of ever letting her go again.
She’s the most important person in my life, and even though I’ve figured out she isn’t planning on walking away, I need to make her realize just how important she is regardless of the screwed up life I live.
In fact, I’m almost lulled into believing that we’re a normal couple, enjoying the end of a beautiful summer’s day. I can dream. I’m always dreaming.
“Hey,” Savannah swivels her head to look at me over her shoulder, “what’s with the heavy sigh?” She frowns.
