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“I told you I just wanted to give you your shirt back,” I tell him, but I can already see the spark of mischievousness in his eyes.
“I was talking about the other night, and it’s because you fucking loved it.”
I can’t help the smile that comes with his joke or the way his dirty words make me feel like it’s all okay. Belting his chest, I turn away from him. “You’re awful,” is all I can say, the smile still there. When he slides up behind me, pulling my body close to his, I relax into his heat. I hear the wind blow behind us but with my back to his chest, and my body facing the wall, not a bit of it touches my skin. Instead of a chill, I’m greeted with warmth as he gently nips my jaw and then releases me.
“You look good in my clothes,” he tells me when I turn to face him. His eyes roam freely down my body and the heat intensifies in my cheeks.
“Thanks for the jacket.” It’s only a quiet whisper but I mean it. I’m grateful for him.
Both of us are silent as we watch a few more guys leave the locker room. I cross my arms over my chest and peek up at him.
“I like you, Allison,” Dean says, taking a step forward. “I’m not going to let you get away so easily.”
My lungs still for a moment as his fingers brush along my face and he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Maybe I’d like that,” I say, admitting the sentiment out loud. The moment I do, I’m certain I shouldn’t have said them.
“We’re going to fuck, but I need to eat first,” he tells me. “And you’re coming with me because you need to eat too.”
“You’re taking me out to dinner?” I ask incredulously, although I’m not blind to the fact that it makes me happy. Truly. That should bother me more than it does. All of this should bother me much more than it does.
“Just feeding you, Allie Cat. Don’t read too much into it.”
“I thought we were just fucking?” I say.
“A man’s got to eat.”
I huff a response, although the smile lingers on my lips. But only for a moment.
DEAN
The corner diner on campus isn’t classy or fancy. The booths are covered in red vinyl that matches the stools at the narrow bar in front of the kitchen. The black and white checkered floors, vinyl records on the wall and jukebox in the far corner give it a retro feel. It’s not really what I’d consider a good date place but they make a damn good burger.
Allie takes the lead the second we walk in, heading for a booth at the back and I follow her. She’s been quiet since we left the field, and I don’t like it.
I don’t like the way she was looking at Kev even more.
A waitress carrying two baskets of fries calls out, “Be right with you,” as I take my seat in the booth Allie picked.
“You been here yet?” I ask Allie, still trying to figure out what’s going on in her pretty little head.
She lifts a brow at me as she slips the jacket off her shoulders.Myjacket. “You learn quick,” she tells me, and I feel my forehead crease.
“How’s that?”
“Small talk, you do well when you lead with it.”
There’s a hum of pleasure running through me when she smiles. “I try,” I say and then glance over my shoulder as the waitress heads back to the kitchen rather than toward us.
When I look back at Allie, she’s quiet again, a contemplative look on her face.
I can’t help but wonder if it’s because of Kevin. Maybe he’s the one she really wanted.
My muscles coil at the thought and I can feel anger rising at the thought of her with him.She’s mine.That little prick isn’t good enough for her.
I pick at the napkin on the table out of habit, my mind going back to the sight of her batting her lashes at him and giving him that sweet look that belongs to me. Doesn’t she know better than that? I’ll treat her good. I have what it takes to keep her.
“So, you don’t like jocks?” I ask, preparing to bring it up. To make sure she knows her ass is mine right now. Even in kindergarten, everyone knew it—I don’t share well with others.
