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Wow. I hope he does that again.
Minutes later, we’re pulling up to his big brick house on the other side of campus.
Murph pulls the keys from the ignition and turns his body to look at me. He’s quiet, and it’s a little unnerving. This man is usually the loudest voice and biggest boom of laughter in the room. Instead, his hands softly skim up my throat and hold my face. His words are barely a whisper, “You look incredible, Sabrina. I couldn’t wait to get home to you tonight.”
Wow. I wasn’t expecting to hear that.
His thumb is stroking my cheekbone and driving me insane.
“Are we going to the party to celebrate?” My face leans into his touch.
“Do you want to go? We can if you want.”
I shake my head no.
“Good. I want to be selfish tonight. I want you in my bed. No interruptions, no distractions. Just me, worshiping your body the way I’ve wanted to.” His thumb brushes over my bottom lip before he pulls his hand back, leaving a chill in its place.
His words make me feel heady.
Once we make it inside the house, Murphy pulls his suit coat off and drops it over a kitchen chair. “You hungry? I could make you something to eat.”
“A little.”
He grabs a bottle of pills out of his pocket and two bottles of water out of the fridge just as Sebastian comes down the steps into the kitchen. Bash waves. “Hey, Sabrina.”
“Hey, Bash. I hear you had a great game today.”
Sebastian shakes his head. “Oh yeah? Who’d you hear that from?”
“Chloe and Nattie were live-texting me during the game. Great play there at the end. Way to force that turnover.” You can’t have Chloe as a best friend your whole life and not know football. Getting closer with these guys just means I enjoy it more now than I did when she used to force it down my throat.
Murph offers Bash a bottle of water, then leans in whispering, “I like it when you talk football, Princess.”
Bash has a hint of a smile on his face. “Are you two heading over to the football house for the party? Brady should be down in a minute, then we’re gonna head out.”
I look back to Murphy, who just rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt. And, yes, ladies and gentlemen, arm porn is a real thing. He’s wearing a gorgeous watch with a large silver face attached to a dark green leather band. It’s accentuating his muscled forearms, and I kinda wish I could take a picture of him right now.
Hmm. Let’s give this a try. “Hey guys, do me a favor and get together. I want to take a pic.” Yup. This should work.
Sebastian grumbles, but Murphy smiles and puts his arm around his best friend.
“Say, ‘Go, Crusaders!’” They do as asked and smile for me. I get a few good shots of them together, and just as Bash backs away, I take a quick one of Murphy by himself. His green eyes sparkle with mischief as he looks at me. I think he may have caught on to what I just did but can’t actually bring myself to mind being caught.
Brady bounds down the steps, coming to a screeching halt in the kitchen. “Hey, Brina. How’d you get out of going on the girl’s trip to Boston?”
“Good game, Brady. Congratulations on the win. That was a tough one.” Looking at these three kings of football together, I wonder if they have any clue what kind of effect they have on the female population.
Brady with his all-American good looks.
Sebastian, rocking the tall, dark, and handsome thing.
And then there’s Murphy, the broad-shouldered, sexy, muscled, ginger giant.
Yum.
Oh wait...Brady asked me a question. Oops. “Yeah, I told Nat and Chloe they were on their own this weekend. I promised my dad I’d take a look at his speech for next weekend and had a few things I needed to get done last night. I love watching you guys kick ass, but I’ll have to wait until the next home game to cheer you on in person.”
Murphy moves behind me, one of those drool-worthy arms bands around my shoulders and chest. My goodness, he smells good. “Back off. This one’s cheering me on. Go find your own.” Laughing, he pulls my body back so I’m flush against him, and I can feel every muscle of his chest.
