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I love you…
I don’t know if it’s how she really feels or if it’s how she feelsright now.
Drawing back, I press my forehead against hers and take a slow breath. She dips her head, seeking more of my kiss. I give it to her, but softly.
“Allie, baby, we need to slow down.”
She shakes her head, coming back for another kiss it nearly kills me to cut short.
Stroking her cheek, I meet her eyes. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. But not like this. Not when there’s a chance you’ll regret it tomorrow.”
“Nooo,” she says in this whimpering voice that’s so fucking cute, I can’t help but laugh. “I’m not drunk. Okay, I’m a little drunk. Do you know Margo?”
I smooth the hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “No, I don’t think so.”
“She makesreallygood drinks.”
“Yeah?” Adjusting her in my arms, I push up and carry her toward her bedroom. “Maybe I’ll get to try one sometime.”
“After you win the Cup,” she murmurs, resting her head on my shoulder. I can feel her body going lax. “Before you leave.”
I can’t think about that right now.
She presses her hand over my heart. “Beforeweleave. Imma come too.”
I almost trip carrying her. But I get my shit together and, holding her closer, carry her to her bed. “We can talk about that tomorrow.”
I set her down and help her with her shoes and socks. Her sweatshirt. Damn, I love her in this sweatshirt. My little jock.
“Will you stay with me?” Her eyes are sleepy but pleading. “I haven’t been sleeping so good lately.”
Me either. “Yeah, sweetheart, I’ll stay.”
Chapter 24
Natalie
My bed is empty.
He was here when I got home last night. Waiting for me. I told him I loved him… and he stayed. I fell asleep to the steady beat of his heart and the heat of his big body wrapped around me. But now that spot where he was is empty and—
“Morning.”
I gasp, twisting around.
Vaughn’s sitting in the chair in the corner of my room, chin resting on his fists. He’s wearing his jeans and a fitted, deep vee T-shirt, and as incredibly hot as that is, he looks exhausted.
“I thought you were gone.” I sit up and see that I’m wearing a sleep tank andpanties. Not what I went to bed in.
“You got hot,” he croaks out, his eyes locked on the sheet covering what I’m guessing is the reason he’s over there instead of still in bed with me.
And yeah, I’ve got a fuzzy memory of stumbling around kicking off my jeans and T-shirt. Losing my bra. And then crawling back into bed.
“Umm… How long have you been in that chair?”
“Few hours.” He swallows, the thick muscles of his neck working up and down. “You’re wearing my number.”
The panties with Vaughn’s number on them. The ones that drove himinsanethe night I wore them, the night everything fell apart.
