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"Twenty minutes, Garrett. My office is in the back. You two can catch some privacy inside," he says, and then narrows his eyes on me. "And don't even think about fucking her on my desk or I will kill you."
I flip him off behind my back, already striding across the room toward her.
"Hey!" Her eyes light up when she sees me coming.
"Break time, Cherry." I hold my hand out, desperate to get her alone for five minutes.
Carlie giggles as Ciara slips her hand into mine, allowing me to pull her away from the bar.
"I missed you," I growl, pinning her up against the door as soon as we step inside Razor's office.
"You've been here all night," she says, smiling brightly.
"Not the same. I couldn't do this." I slant my mouth over hers, kissing her breathless as she clings to my shoulders. By the time I let her up for air, her legs are around my waist and she's grinding that perfect cunt against me.
"Garrett," she moans, her head thrown back against the door.
"Told you it wasn't the same," I mutter.
"Less talking, more kissing."
I chuckle, more than happy to oblige.
EIGHT
CIARA
I’m sittingat my desk, staring at the wall, daydreaming about my hot hunky football coach when the front door slams open. “I’m home,” Todd calls before walking over to drop his book bag next to the sofa.
“How was your day?” I turn from my computer and smile at my brother. He usually has football practice and clean-up duty at the MC compound after school, but today is the monthly school board meeting.
Once a month, all the players get a free afternoon, which isn’t necessarily a great thing. After the last meeting, Todd and his friends took their infamous joyride.
“Long.” He blows out his breath and falls onto the sofa. “Ms. Hot Pants assigned us a new project today that blows.”
“I told you to stop calling Ms. Hauptman that silly nickname.” On the first day of the school year, the principal screwed up and mispronounced the new history teacher’s last name during his welcome speech. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but he really freaking called her Ms. Hot Pants. At least, that’s what it sounded like. Of course, the hormonal teenage jerks took the mistake and ran with it.
“Oops.” Todd shrugs nonchalantly.
“I can see we need to have a long talk about respecting your elders.” God, I sound just like my freaking parents.
“Maybe we should have a long talk about you and Coach G.” Oh boy. His words hit me right between the eyes. I really thought Garrett and I were doing a great job of keeping our relationship under wraps. “When are you going to grow the balls to tell me you’re dating my coach.”
“Never.” I swallow and stare at my brother, looking for signs he’s upset with me. “Young ladies don’t ‘grow balls.’ We pull up our big girl panties.” I sigh, knowing I can’t outright lie to him. I’ve always promised to be up front with him. “I’m in love with your coach,” I blurt out.
“Now, was that so hard?” He looks just like a younger version of our dad when he asks the question.
“How long have you known?”
“Since the night after I wrecked your car.” Shoot. I can’t believe we’ve been sneaking around for weeks and Todd has known the entire time. “I was waiting for you to tell me.”
“It’s complicated, but I want you to know that I’m still here for you.” I need my brother to know that my relationship with Garrett doesn’t change our situation. I walk over and sit next to him on the sofa. “No matter what happens between me and Garrett, you’ll always be a top priority to me.”
“I know.” The restriction around my chest eases, knowing my brother isn’t upset. “Coach G. is a great guy. You did good.” He holds up his fist, and I automatically fist-bump him, even though I feel silly doing the gesture. “I totally understand if you want to start spending the night at his place. I can hold down the fort.”
“Yeah, right.” I snort. “I wasn’t born yesterday. I know that ‘hold down the fort’ is teenager speak for ‘throw wild parties.’”
“I had to try,” he jokes, but I already know my younger brother isn’t the partying type.
