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CHAPTER FOUR
Treyton
“How is it that a man who has an entire pool house full of swimsuits, doesn’t have a single one that doesn’t show off my entire ass?” Clarke hovers over me outside of the pool, a towel wrapped tightly around her middle.
“I don’t buy the suits.”
“Then who does?”
“Honestly, I’m not sure.” I kick off the side of the pool, gently treading water.
“You have a store worth of swimsuits in your pool house but you don’t know who buys them?”
“One of my shoppers.”
“One of your shoppers…” She stares down at me like she’s half tempted to jump in and drown me.
“Yeah, you know, people I hire to keep my house stocked and stuff.”
“No, I don’t know. I shop for myself.” She taps her bare foot on the concrete beneath her.
“Are you going to stand up there judging me all day or are you going to get into this warm water?”
“I’m not getting in until you turn around.”
“You’re joking, right?” She tightens the towel even more. “Okay. Okay.” I turn around, the sound of a small splash hitting my eardrums moments later.
Having Clarke here, where no one can see us, isn’t really doing much for the plan. But if I can’t wear her down in private, I’ll never get her there in public. And public is what I need. So, I guess you could call this a practice run. There are no fans around to watch my success, but they’ll be there to see how hard I’ve worked once I hit the field at the next game.
Besides, she’s really not that bad, when she’s not hating me for, well, being me.
Kicking my feet, I turn back around to see Clarke’s head emerge from the water, her long, wet hair streaking down her back. With her eyes closed, she can’t see the hard swallow that slides down my throat or the way I have to shift to adjust myself in my board shorts.
Fuck.
If this woman weren’t so infuriating I doubt I’d be able to resist taking her right here and now.
I’ve never been one to have much self-control. Needless to say, it’s taking about every ounce I have at this moment to refrain from scaring her off for good.
I could always head out after she leaves and find a warm pussy to sink myself into. But then I remember Kat’s threat. Pussy is easy to come by. A good manager, not so much. Which means, I’ll be walking around with a semi for the next few weeks.
Then again, Kat didn’t say I couldn’t fuck Clarke…
The wheels are already turning when her bright green eyes slide open and land directly on me.
“What?” She splashes water in my direction.
“Nothing.” I grin.
“Nothing? The way you’re looking at me doesn’t say nothing.”
“I was just thinking about how beautiful you are,” I admit. Not entirely true. I was actually thinking about fucking her, but not a lie either. Sheisbeautiful.
“I’m not going to sleep with you,” she repeats her earlier sentiment.
It’s like she can read my fucking mind.
“Who said anything about sleeping with me?” I play innocent, but something tells me she sees right through it.
