Page 32 of Hail Mary


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“Uh, I…” I take a deep breath and decide to be a grown ass woman. “I came to shower, that’s it. Sorry, it won’t happen again,” I bite out as I close the space between us and snatch the jersey from his hands. I turn ready to head into the bathroom to change and get the fuck out of here, but he has other plans. His hand clamps down on the back of my neck and I’m yanked backward, then pushed down onto the bed while he towers above me. His eyes blaze with anger as he stares down at me.

“Why the fuck are you really here and why do you have that fucking jersey, Alexa?” I grit my teeth and try to focus on his words instead of the fact I’m flat on my back on his bed, with him standing between my legs. Fuck, the sight of him standing there looking all sexy without even trying has me getting wet. “Answer me!” he shouts, snapping me out of my wayward thoughts.

“Jason’s here,” I blurt out without meaning to, His brows jump to his hairline in surprise. He takes a step back and my stomach sinks thinking he’s going to kick me out and tell me to deal with it on my own. It’s what I deserve after everything I put him through, but deep down inside, I don’t want that. I just want to be near him. I’ve missed him so fucking much, which is why I leap off the bed and catch him off guard when I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my cheek against his chest. I bask in this moment of having him back, until I hear a woman’s voice coming from downstairs.

Corvin

Coming back to North Carolina was hard. I knew there was a chance I would run into her but what I didn’t expect was to come home and find her shit on my counter and her in my shower. The sight of my jersey that I left her on my bed threw me off kilter. I gave that to her for a purpose. The moment I laid eyes on her though, all thoughts fled my mind at the sight of her in nothing but a towel. She stands there looking effortlessly beautiful, her eyes are wide with surprise at the sight of me.

“What are you doing here, Alexa?” I grit out after a minute.

“Uh, I…” She takes a deep breath and steels her spine before she continues. “I came to shower, that’s it. Sorry, it won’t happen again,” she bites out, then closes the space between us and yanks the jersey from my hold. She spins on her heel ready to head for the bathroom, fuck that. I clamp my hand down on the back of her neck and hurl her backward until she lands on the bed staring up at me with wide eyes. Anger thrums through my veins as I scowl down at her, six weeks without seeing her or speaking to her and she thinks she can come into my house and turn her back on me? The girl has lost her fucking mind.

“Why the fuck are you really here and why do you have that fucking jersey, Alexa?” I bite out, needing to know why the fuck she is here. I see her eyes fill with lust and I know without a doubt if I don’t get her back on track, I’ll wind up giving in and fucking her right here. “Answer me!” I shout.

“Jason’s here,” she blurts out, surprising the fuck out of me, I never expected her to say that shit. I step back, needing to put some distance between us so I can process her words. I manage one step backward before she’s leaping off the bed and throws her arms around my waist and buries her face into my chest. I stand here stiffly, with my arms by my sides, shocked as fuck by her reaction. Kerrie’s voice pulls me out of my shock. Alexa tenses against me and I know without a doubt what she is thinking. I refuse to satisfy her and tell her the truth. I want her to stew for a while, she deserves it.

“Corvin, we’re going to be late.” Alexa slowly untangles her arms from around me and steps back keeping her gaze on the floor.

“Alexa—”

“Don’t worry about me,” she cuts in. She tries to brush past me but I step in front of her, stopping her from escaping. She finally lifts her gaze to mine, fire burns in the depths of her blue eyes. “Your girlfriend is waiting for you,” she spits, and her tone is filled with venom.

“Jealousy looks good on you,” I taunt, her nose scrunches up in distaste, she opens her mouth ready to have a go at me until the sound of heels clicking against the stairs draws her attention. She slowly swivels around just as Kerrie reaches the landing. I watch Alexa take her in. Kerrie is beautiful, there is no doubt about that. Blonde, green eyes, tall and has a banging body.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize you had… company,” Ker says as she looks from Alexa to me.

“Don’t worry,companywas just leaving,” Alexa snaps as she shoves past me and storms into the bathroom, slamming the door behind herself. I bite my lip to keep from laughing and shoot Kerrie a knowing look, her eyes widen.

“Is that her?” she mouths. I nod just as the bathroom door opens and Alexa storms out, shoulder checking me on her way past. She stops at the end of the bed and looks down at her wet clothes. A half groan, half growl comes from her before she stomps over to my dresser and yanks open the third drawer, where I store my sweats. Truth is, I’m too focused on the fact she is wearingmynumber on her back and from this angle, I can see the bottom of her ass cheeks peeking out while she’s bent over. She slams the drawer, turns around and looks between me and Kerrie with anger plastered all over her face.

“What the hell are you staring at?” Kerrie shakes her head in answer, while I give her a deadpan look.

“You’re inmyroom, I live here, remember?” Her face slackens. “I mean, by all means, please help yourself to my clothes,” I mock.

“Fuck you, asshole,” she snaps as she pulls the sweats on and rolls them a couple times at the waist so they actually fit her. Fuck. The sight of her in my clothes has my cock twitching in my pants, no doubt I’ll be rubbing one out to the memory of her wearing my jersey tonight.

“I’ll give you two a minute—” Kerrie clamps her mouth shut when Alexa shoots her a scathing look.

“You want to leave your boyfriend alone with me?” Kerrie frowns but Alexa doesn’t give her a chance to answer. “You know we’ve fucked, right?” I choke on air, Kerrie looks like she wants the floor to open up and swallow her whole. “Oh, didn’t he tell you about how he fucked my brains out on that bed right there?” she taunts. She saunters toward Kerrie with an evil glint in her eyes, I know without a doubt my vexed little jail bird is about to unleash her fury on my innocentagent. I dart forward, wrap my arm around Alexa’s waist and lift her. “Put me down asshole!” she screams.

Ignoring her, I look to Kerrie. “Cancel the meeting and reschedule it for tomorrow.”

“Will do, I’ll call you in the morning,” she says with a smile on her face.

“Don’t want to stay and fuck your boyfriend?” Alexa taunts. Kerrie scurries down the stairs and the moment I hear the elevator ping to announce Kerrie’s exit, I toss the spiteful little shit on the bed and relish in the shriek of surprise that comes from her. I stand over her, crossing my arms over my chest and watch as she scrambles to get off the bed and climb to her feet. Her hair is a wild mess, her eyes shine with malice as she looks at me. “You’re a fucking prick!” she seethes.

“And you’re a jealous little shit,” I snap back.

She scoffs. “Oh, please, I am not jealous. I don’t need you. You can fuck who you like and so can I.” That’s it, my restraint is gone. I strike out and wrap my hand around her throat as I yank her forward and get right in her face.

“If I find out you’ve fucked anyone while I’ve been gone, I’ll fucking kill them in front of you and fuck you next to them while they bleed out.” I sneer right in her face.

“Don’t think your high-end hooker of a girlfriend would like that.” I dip my head, ghosting my lips over the shell of her ear.

“What pisses you off more, jail bait.” She shivers the moment her nickname tumbles from my lips. “The fact Kerrie is beautiful or the fact you think I’m fucking her?” She grips the front of my shirt and pulls me in closer.

“Both,” she answers honestly. I draw back and peer down at her. The anger that was present a second ago in her eyes has vanished and is replaced by regret. Her eyes search mine. I wait patiently for her to continue, I refuse to push her again if she wants me then she is going to have to spell it out for me. “I’m pissed off because she is beautiful. No doubt she’s closer to your age, which makes being in public with her easier. Does it kill me to know that your face is the last thing she sees before she sleeps and the first thing she sees when she wakes up? Yes. I fucking hate that I missed my chance.”

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