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“I like the bedroom eyes,” I protest.
“Don’t make fun of me, Beck. I can’t take that. That’s the last thing I can take.”
She’s so unhappy right now. All I want is to make her smile. Every tear she sheds kills something in me that will never come back to life.
I venture closer. She lets me put my hands on her shoulders. “Listen to me, Sloan: there is nothing between me and Viv. I swear it to you. And as for your job? Fuck it! Fuck your job. I don’t care if you work. I can give you money. I can give you a house in the country if you want. Take everything I have, every dollar in my bank account; take the shirt off my damn back.”
She sniffles. “Do I look like I want a house in the damn country, Beck? I like having purpose. I like having independence. Or at least, I used to. I’m not so sure what exactly I have anymore.”
I sneak a little closer to her. Close enough to make out each eyelash, even the ones laced with unshed tears like pearls. I swipe my thumb across her cheek to dab away those that have already fallen.
“You have me, Sloan,” I rasp. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
The corner of her mouth twitches with the faintest hint of a smile. That’s enough for me. I thread my hand into her hair, tip her chin up, and kiss her so I can say with my body all the things that my words can’t quite capture.
Sloan's lips part beneath mine, soft and yielding. Her anger seems to melt away as we kiss hungrily. I wrap my arms around her, holding her body flush to mine.
"I'm sorry," I murmur against her mouth. "I never wanted to hurt you. It's only you, Sloan. Only ever you."
She sighs, her fingers tangling into my hair. "I know. I just can't stand seeing you with her."
"You won't have to anymore. Viv is out of my life for good."
Sloan looks up at me, surprise mingling with hope in her blue eyes. "Really?"
I caress her cheek. "Really. I fired her tonight. Told her if she so much as looks at you again, she'll regret it."
A slow smile spreads across Sloan's face. "You said that. You actually said that?"
"Baby, nothing is going to keep me from you." I lift her into my arms, relishing her happy laugh. "You have nothing to worry about. It’s you and nothing else for me. It’s only ever been you. Now let me take you to bed and remind you what we have.”
She sighs, a sound that zaps straight to my cock. I could scoop her up and take her upstairs, but I decide,Fuck that—the stairs will do just fine.
She yelps when I practically tackle her backwards onto the staircase. My mouth is on her throat and her hands rake down my back as I part her thighs and slide my cock inside of her wetness. The steps dig into us, it’s all knees and elbows and clashing limbs, but I don’t give a fuck and neither does she.
The pain is secondary. What matters is how she makes me feel inside.
A dozen strokes in and I’m already ready to come. She must be there, too, because she cries out. Her body goes stiff and tense, her fists clenched and her eyes squeeze shut, and every muscle I have needs release but I’m hanging onto her because letting her go will kill me.
Only when she comes do I give in. I thrust a final time, shudder, breathe out and smile.
One thing is beyond doubt now: I am falling for her. Or maybe I’ve already fallen for her, I don’t know. It’s hard to tell, especially when we’re tangled together like this. Endorphins cloud sensibility. Tomorrow will bring clarity, or maybe it won’t. I’m not really concerned about that right now.
For tonight, all that matters is the woman in my arms.
18
SLOAN
The last couple days with Beck have been like living in a dream. He’s been attentive, patient, kind. I smile as I watch him getting dressed.
“It’s been nice having you at my beck and call.”
He turns away from the mirror he’s using to straighten his tie and looks at me, then smiles. “Cute pun.”
I giggle. “I thought so.” Sighing, I drag myself out of the bed we just messed up so I can shower and get dressed. We’ve had our pregame pick-me-up sex and he’s ready to go commit some on-ice violence. I’m a few steps behind.
His brow flies up on his forehead when he sees me emerging fully nude from the tangled blankets. “Are you trying to tempt me back into bed, woman?”
