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She smiled. “It doesn’t bother me. It just means you’ll be easier to take down.”
He chuckled. “Let her start with the ball,” he said, before TJ bounced the ball to her.
Belle caught it and dribbled it awkwardly at the half line. Bently held his arms up to block any chance of a pass. She looked at him as if he intimidated her, before a mask of determination schooled her features.
She turned around, facing away, dribbling as she backed into him.
“Over here!” TJ called from her left. Bently quickly pressed his body against hers, blocking the path.
He reached out, trailing his hand down her hip and over her ass.
“Hey! That’s definitely a foul.” She giggled.
“Oh yeah? You mean this is distracting you?” He squeezed.
She pushed back, grinding her ass against his hard-on. “Two can play this game.”
He wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. She screeched. The ball was thrown over his shoulder where TJ caught it and dribbled towards the hoop before it swished into the net.
“We won!” Belle cheered.
He bent to her ear. “Nah, I think I’m the real winner.”
She turned, surprise and wonderment lighting her features. She leaned in, drawing her lips against his, tasting him, tentatively. He kissed her back, nipping at her bottom lip.
“Ahhh. Come on, guys. Get a room!” TJ yelled.
Belle’s body stiffened.
He pulled back, laughing and pretending he didn’t notice. That was information he’d have to earn. He of all people understood what it was like to want to keep your demons buried.
“You guys in the mood for pizza?”
“Yes!” TJ quickly agreed.
“Sure.” Belle smiled.
He was starving, but it wasn’t food he was craving. But he’d be fasting until Belle gave him the go-ahead.
***
The three of them sat around the checkered tablecloth, enjoying their pizza at Pirate’s Pizzeria.
“How did Cam like the tickets?” Bently asked TJ.
TJ sipped his chocolate milk before answering. He smiled, eyes glimmering. “She loved them. I can’t wait to take her.”
“Bently, are you giving my brother dating advice?” Belle teased.
He shrugged. “I don’t want to brag, but I know a thing or two about how to woo a woman.” He winked.
Belle shook her head and smiled.
“Do you guys have any plans for Thanksgiving this year?”
“I work until three,” Belle answered.
“Well, consider yourselves invited to Remy’s. She said not to worry about bringing anything unless there’s something special you wanted. And, since my brother doesn’t drink, it’s kind of BYOB,” he explained.
