Page 313 of Bad Pucking Influence


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Me and… Oh shit! I never told him we ended that.

“Tripp.” I rest my forehead against his. “I told Luca I can’t do that anymore.”

“I… You… When?”

“Weeks ago. He was getting in his head about a bad game and said he couldn’t wait for me to get back so he could get back on track, and I told him we needed to find another option.”

“Why?” It’s barely a whisper.

It’s hard to see with our heads so close together, still I do my best to lock eyes with him. “Because I didn’t feel right being in that situation with him when I’m with you.”

“We weren’t even together then. We were just—”

“I know.” I sigh, closing my eyes.

“But, aren’t superstitions a big deal? Like it could mess up your season, kind of big deal?”

“Yes.”

“And Luca’s okay with this?” Tripp pulls back to look at me, a wary expression on his face.

“He was nervous at first, but he understood where I was coming from, so he made other arrangements.”

“Where were you coming from?” he whispers.

“I think you know.” I hold his gaze, praying I haven’t spooked him with that implication.

Tripp inhales deeply, holding his breath for what feels like an eternity. Then he leans forward to brush his lips over mine. “I love you.”

Now it’s my turn to suck in a startled breath, though I recover much faster since I’ve been ready to say this for weeks, and was just waiting for him to catch up. Cupping his face in my hands, I lean my forehead against his. “I love you, too.”

Tripp’s body visibly relaxes just before his lips meet mine in a tender kiss. Then the spike of adrenaline from admitting his feelings catches up with him and he starts rambling. “That’s really cool of Luca to let you off the hook because of me. Seriously though, where’d that ritual even come from? I know people do lots of weird shit in the name of good luck or whatever, but that’s got to be the weirdest superstition I’ve ever heard.”

“I always figured Luca would tell me if he felt like it, and he never did, so your guess is as good as mine. I’m just glad he found a way to make the arrangement he has for home games work for the away ones too. At least I assume that’s what he did since he’s been playing well these last few games.”

“I’m surprised he didn’t suggest I watch, too.” Tripp snorts.

“He did.” I stroke his stubbled cheek with my thumb. “I ruled it out because the only person I want to share that kind of intimacy with is you.”

Tripp gives me a relieved smile and leans forward like he’s going to kiss me before pulling back abruptly. “Wait. If you told him to figure something else out a few weeks ago then you told that dick how you felt about me before telling me?”

“I thought you liked Luca?”

“I called him a dick, right?”

“And you like dicks,” I finish for him.

“Exactly. I still don’t want him seeing yours, though. I also don’t like that he knows stuff about you I don’t.” Tripp crosses his arms in front of his chest and puffs out his bottom lip.

“And you’re not possessive?” I fight back a smile.

“Nope.” He shakes his head firmly back and forth.

“Brat.”

“That’s been well established. And you love it.”

I lean forward until our lips are just barely touching. “I really do.”

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