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If this were about any other girl, I’d back away without a second thought and wash my hands completely of the situation, but there’s no way I can do that with Juliette. She’s always been there, circling around in the back of my mind. I’ve stayed away because I thought it was best for both of us, but that’s no longer possible.
Especially after the other night.
She’s so damn responsive to my every touch.
It fucking turns me on.
Then again, everything about her has that effect.
It always has. Even when I didn’t want it to.
And now that I’ve finally laid my hands on her?
Felt how soft her skin is?
Kissed her sweet mouth?
It’s game over.
For better or worse, this is happening.
“Get your ass moving, McAdams,” Coach shouts, snapping my attention back to the present.
With a wince, I skate to my position on the blue line. As I do, Akeman snags my gaze. A slow smile spreads across his face from behind his cage.
“Thanks, man,” he says as we pass one another. “You’re making it easier and easier to snatch your position away.”
I grit my teeth, refusing to rise to the bait.
Although, it’s hard.
Really fucking hard.
CHAPTER21
JULIETTE
Just as I’m about to delve into bio stats, there’s a knock on the apartment door.
Carina left thirty minutes ago to grab something to eat. So, unless she forgot her keys, it’s probably not her. I pad to the door and peek through the peephole, surprised to find Ryder on the other side. We haven’t seen each other since Thursday night when we messed around in the front seat of his truck.
Those memories are all it takes for heat to flood my cheeks.
Have I ever experienced something so hot in my life?
And we didn’t even have sex.
Just made out.
I suck in a lungful of air before wrapping my fingers around the handle and pulling open the door.
“Hey.” As soon as my gaze locks on his, awareness explodes inside me before scuttling down my spine. “What are you doing here?”
He shifts before shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. “I thought we could tick another item off your list.”
I break eye contact and glance toward the small dining room table where my books and computer are spread out. “Oh. I was studying.”
“Do you have a test or paper due tomorrow?”
