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“Yes!” Joanna shouts.
“Okay, what do you want to say?” Siri asks.
Before I can respond, Natalie screams, “Can’t wait to see you too, hot stuff.”
I’m dying. “Hot stuff?”
“Let it happen,” Joanna encourages. “Send it.”
I tell Siri to send it when she asks and we’re all still giggling. I don’t think I’ve laughed this much since…when? Forever?
A few minutes later and there’s another text from HQA.
“Hottest Quarterback Alive says, ‘I’ve changed my mind. Don’t wait for me in bed naked. Keep my jersey on and nothing else.’”
Oh God.
I’m beet red.
My entire body is hot.
This is so embarrassing.
But also funny.
And a little bit sexy.
Joanna and Natalie are howling in near hysterics. I check on Nat in the rearview mirror and she’s literally rolling around the back seat, clutching her stomach. Until our gazes meet and she sits up straight, her laughter dying.
“That’s hot. I want that in my future.” Natalie is dead serious.
Joanna and I share a look. Even though I want zero details, I think we both have that already.
“Do you want to respond?” Siri asks.
“Yes,” I tell her, clearing my throat as she asks me what I want to say. “We’ll see.”
“Ooh, playing it cool,” Joanna teases.
“It’s an inside joke,” I tell them, wondering if he’ll get it.
Deep down knowing without a doubt…
He will.
FORTY
BLAIR
It’slate and I’m half-dozing, half-awake when I hear Cam’s bedroom door open. I crack open my eyes to watch him creep into the room, closing and locking the door behind him before he leans against it and just watches me.
My heart threatens to burst. This man.
I pretend I’m asleep as he makes his way to the bed, removing items of clothing as he does. He bends over me, whispering my name, and I shift a little but otherwise don’t respond.
I want to see what he’s going to do to wake me up.
More clothes are removed and he rounds the bed, climbing under the covers until he’s directly behind me, yanking the comforter over us. He’s big and warm and mostly naked, his chest pressing against my back as he carefully slips his arm around my waist, his big hand slipping under his jersey and pressing against my stomach.
