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“Christ,” he grunted. “Hannah, look at me.”
When I rolled my eyes up, his abs flexed. He put a warm hand on my cheek. Flattening my tongue, I took him as deep as I could, and right when I thought he was ready, he lifted me up.
“Not going to come without you.”
When he laid me on my back on top of his comforter, he spread my legs and smirked. “Crotchless?”
“Thought we might need the easy access.”
“Yeah, you thought right.”
Cash slid into me, and it didn’t take long for the two of us to reach a crescendo before saying each other’s names. We came down from our high, and he kissed me.
“You’re amazing, Hall.”
“Not too bad yourself, Jameson.”
* * *
Still on a euphoric high, I woke up to the early-morning sun peeking through the curtains. I reached over to touch Cash, but instead, I was greeted with a cool sheet. After rolling out of bed, I stretched toward the ceiling. My muscles protested, but I bent over, giving my back a good stretch.
Not wanting to wander around naked, I picked up my dress from the floor, slid it on, and headed into the bathroom. Flipping the switch, I glanced in the mirror before sitting down to take care of morning business. I flushed, washed my hands and face, and brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I kept here. Then I took care of the tangled mane on my head.
Satisfied, I went downstairs, thinking Cash was in the kitchen, but all I found was a note telling me he had gone for a run. Needing copious amounts of caffeine, I prepared the coffeepot and pressed brew.
Glancing around, I smiled at the empty box with Jimmy’s pictures on it. Not wanting anything to happen to the drive, and since we had been too preoccupied to do it last night, I grabbed Cash’s laptop, tapped the power button, and pulled out the USB stick. Once freed, I gently put it in the box and shut down the video program. When the app closed, a document with Jimmy’s full legal name on the top line caught my attention.
I sat on the sofa and let my eyes roam the screen. At the top of the document was the Utah Hawks’ logo. Heat rushed through my veins as I silently read the words:Player’s Contract. Parties. Between Utah Hawks, herein called the club. And James Arthur Hall, herein called the player.
My chest ached as though a thousand-pound weight had just landed on it. “Herein called the player?” I said out loud, thinking it would make more sense ... it didn’t. Instead, I stared at the screen, not believing what I read.
The door opened and a sweaty Cash walked in. He pulled his earbuds out. “Hi, I thought you’d still be asleep.” Noticing his computer, the document that was open, and most likely my horrified expression, he walked toward me. “Hannah—”
I stood and crossed my arms in front of my chest, hoping it would prevent it from exploding. “How could you, Cash? You had the Hawks draft a contract for Jimmy? We talked about this.”
“Let me explain. You don’t understand how this works.”
“You clearly don’t understand either. I’m his mother.”
“And I’m his father.”
“Yeah, for what? A few months? What happened to being a team? We’re supposed to talk about things and not keep secrets.”
His Adam’s apple dipped low, his chest rose and fell, and when he finally spoke, my heart dropped. “We are a team. And you can’t throw time in my face since it’s not my fault so much time passed. And what are you trying to say? That I don’t care as much? Because that’s bullshit. You know, he told me on the phone that he loved me. My son loves me, and I love him. I’d never do anything that would harm him.”
“I know that, but all of this is such a big decision. And I want him to live out his dream more than anything. That’s what I want. But you’re a prime example of why an education is important. You skipped school, then got hurt and lost your career. Is that what you want for your son? You dangle this carrot in front of him and then what?”
“This isn’t about me, but I appreciate you stating the obvious.”
“Am I wrong?”
His jaw ticced before answering, “No, you’re not wrong.”
It was the type of response that could be considered sarcastic, yet I hadn’t been able to decipher if that was the case. Instead, I took it at face value. “Right, so you understand where I’m coming from?”
“Completely.”
“Really?”
