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He grabbed Kiera’s arm before she entered her bedroom. “This has to go.” He touched her cotton shirt.
“The same goes for these.” Kiera pulled at the waistband of his shorts. “I’ll go first.” In one movement, she pulled the shirt off revealing her naked breasts.
“I could look at you like this all day.” He cupped one breast in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“I know what you mean.” She pushed his shorts down and gave him a thorough visual inspection before touching him.
Gray watched her hand move up and down his erection, the need to claim her building inside him. He picked her up. As if they’d been in that position a thousand times before, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he slipped inside of her.
Heaven.
***
The parquet floor and championship banners inside The Garden
brought back memories of his previous visits. Over the years, he’d gone to numerous basketball and hockey games there. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d been in the arena, but it looked unchanged.
“Do you want anything before we sit down?” Gray navigated them through the crowd.
“I’m still full from dinner. We have to go back to that restaurant again. It was so good, I want to try everything on the menu.”
Gray sidestepped a toddler having a meltdown. “I’ve always thought they should branch out, open other locations. Vincent, the owner, says the family is happy with just one restaurant.”
“Not everyone thinks more is better. Some people are content with the way their lives are.”
“I know. Still, I think they’d do well with more locations.” They broke free of the crowd, and he led them past rows of seats toward the floor. He’d gotten them seats right behind the Boston team bench. “This is us.”
“Are you serious? I could wipe the sweat off the players’ foreheads from here.” Kiera sat.
“What about you?”
“What do you mean?” Kiera shrugged off her jacket and draped it over her seat.
“Are you content with your life?”
“With most of it.”
He couldn’t let that answer go. “What would you change?”
Kiera looked away from the court and at him. “I like it at Mon Soleil and my apartment is great for now, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in either. Someday I’d like my own restaurant and my own house.”
Gray leaned closer, his mouth just above hers. “We’ll make sure you get both.” He had to kiss her. A week earlier he would’ve considered that they were in a public place surrounded by spectators and the media. Now, he didn’t care. Her parents knew about them, and he didn’t care who else found out.
“You know that there is media here tonight. They might get a picture of us together.” Before he kissed her, he wanted to make sure she was prepared for some photographs going public.
“I don’t care.”
That was the green light he needed. He touched his lips to hers and tasted the wine she’d had with her dinner. Although it went against what his body wanted, he kept their kiss short.
After he ended their kiss, Kiera put her forehead against his. “So what about you, Mr. Sherbrooke. Are you content?”
“I am now. I’ll be even more content when I get you back into my bed tonight, love.”
“You’re insatiable.”
He put his hand on her thigh and gave it a little squeeze. “But you love me anyway.”
Don’t look. Don’t look. Focus on the sweat on the players’ faces. Kiera knew if she looked over she’d find Gray’s gorgeous eyes locked on her. His eyes had been on her every other time she glanced at him. Not that she needed to look to know he sat right there.
