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The way her body freezes, I know I don’t need to elaborate on what book I’m talking about. She knows.Did she know Austin dug it out of the trash, and it’s now on my shelf at my parents’ house?
“Why didn’t you ever tell me you came to my games?”
I feel her shoulders lift against me as she shrugs.
“Hey.” I sit up, forcing her to do the same. “Talk to me.” The sheet that once draped over her body drops to her waist, exposing her breasts. My eyes dip down once before lifting back to her gorgeous eyes. I mean, how could I not?
“It didn’t matter that I was there—you chose to leave. I didn’t think there was anything I could’ve said or done to convince you to come home. So instead, I stood on the sidelines—wait, no, wrong sport. On deck? Maybe in the bullpen?”
I smirk at her ramblings. She realizes what she’s doing when she looks up at me and narrows her gaze.
“Whatever it is, you know what I mean. I watched you achieve your goals and your dreams from afar. I knew for whatever reason, this was something you felt you had to do, but it didn’t make the pain any better or easier. Hell, I’m not sure it ever will.”
I silence her with my lips. “I love you to the stars and back, Riley Parker. I love you so much.”
Riley climbs into my lap, her thighs straddling mine. “I never thought I would hear those words on your lips again. I love you, too.”
Those four words are like a symphony to my ears. I crash my lips against hers, coaxing my tongue between her lips. Her pelvis grinds against my cock, which is already standing at half-mast.
“You know, you were right about one thing the other night,” she says, reaching over and grabbing a foil packet from where I threw them earlier.
“Oh yeah? About what?” I’m so turned on and focused on her movements, tearing the condom wrapper and placing it above my tip before sliding it down my shaft, that I can’t tease her for me being right about something for once in my life.
“I’ve always been yours.” She smiles as she sinks down on my cock.
Fuck.I throw my head back as her warm, wet pussy envelops me.
“Say it again,” I pant as she rocks back and forth on my dick, taking her own pleasure.
“I’ve always been yours.” She draws out each word as her movements quicken.
“Mine.” I grip the back of her hair, exposing her neck, and pepper kisses along the column of her neck.
“Yours,” she repeats over and over until we both find our releases.
No matter what, from this day forward, she is mine, and I am hers—always.
Chapter 25
Riley
Icarefullytiptoebackinto my room after using the restroom, trying not to disturb a sleeping Cooper, who is facedown on my bed with the sheet draped around his waist. The corded muscles of his back are on full display.
My eyes trace the colorful ink along his left shoulder. A fiery phoenix rising from the ashes surrounds his scapula. Intricate lines of red, orange, blue, and purple paint the feathers of the bird. It’s stunning, and I wonder how long it took to be done. I wonder about the story behind getting it. The phoenix is a symbol of rebirth. Did he get this for overcoming the accident and Tanner’s loss by becoming stronger through the adversities life threw at him?
The man seriously sleeps like the dead because he doesn’t even stir as I trip over my own two feet while pulling my workout capris up my legs.
I’m unplugging my phone from the charging cord on my nightstand when fingers wrap around my wrist and pull me down to the bed.
“Ahh,” I shriek as my body meets Cooper’s hard body.
“What are you doing up, andmore importantly, why are you dressed right now?” His eyes wander up and down my body appraisingly, and my skin flushes. I can feel the heat creeping up my chest as his eyes darken.
“I have to go for a run.”
“No, you don’t,” he whines like a child being told on a Monday morning to get up early for school. “I’ve dreamed about this moment, of you waking up in my arms again for so long and all the things I could get to do to you. And now you just want to leave me here? Don’t go,” he whines again.
I know what he means, and I’ve dreamed of this, too, but I can’t help the giggle that escapes my lips when I find him pouting at me. Bringing my palm up, I cup his cheek. “Yes, I do. I do it every morning.”
