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“We’ll make… all our divorced friends… so… fucking… jealous.”
“Why?” she moans on a half laugh, fingers tightening in my hair as she arches into me.
“Because we’ll be… such good friends…”
“The best.”
“And…”
“Tell me.”
“And I’ll still fuck you into next week anytime you want it.”
And that’s it. She comes apart, crying my name as her body clamps down on me like a vise, holding me tight with a greedy grip that has me following her over the edge into bliss.
21
Stormy
Iwent a full year without seeing this man, so how is it that suddenly I’m wondering if I’ll make it through the next twenty-four hours? He’s been on the road before, and I was fine. But this time, all I can think about is him getting home. Having his arms around me. His gruff laugh against my neck. His mouth…other places.
“Okay, whatever you’re thinking,” Mary says, coming back from the fridge with a yogurt and a lunch bag with her brother’s name on it. She slides into a molded chair, grinning wide. “I want every detail. Because OMG, yourface.”
Maybe I should be embarrassed, but this is one of my favorite cousins. She’s only a few years older than I am… and honestly, I’ve been busted thinking inappropriate thoughts so many times lately… I may be a wee bit desensitized.
“Hey, Mary,” I say from my spot against the break room counter where I’m waiting for the coffee to brew. “Did we ever get back that freight estimate?”
She shakes her head, peeking into the bag. Then roots around until she squeaks and pulls out the Hostess cupcake she’s after. “I’ve got another call in, and I’ll update you this afternoon… But not until you give the single cat lady something to sigh over. When’s Liam home?”
“Tomorrow, finally.”
“Aww, you miss your man.”
I bite the smile pulling at my lips. “I do. Which is crazy. I mean, he calls and texts. We video chat every day.” And it’s not like this is some burgeoning love affair. We’re just friends. Married friends. Having some fun.
“That’s so romantic! I— oh, uhh. Hey, Ray.”
That sweet sense of elation leaves me like air let out of a balloon.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He crosses to the spot beside me and pulls the carafe from the pot I’ve been waiting on before it’s done. The splash of weak coffee still draining from the filter sizzles against the hot plate. “You were saying he calls,but…”
“But nothing, Ray.”
“You sure about that? I mean yourplayerspends half his nights in hotels around the country. Without you.”
Mary eases out of her chair and, holding up her stolen lunch, backs out of the lounge with an apologetic wince.
Screw the coffee.
This ass took the best part.
I start to leave, but Ray catches my arm. “Wait. Please. I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to ruin your break. I’m concerned, that’s all.”
Jerking free from the touch that leaves my skin crawling, I wrap my arms tight across my body. “You have some nerve.”
He looks stung but recovers, giving me a hard stare that has my temper flaring all the more.
“And you barely know this guy.”
