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I feel so bad for lying to her. I really need to find a better excuse than Colin. Even though they hang in different groups, there’s still a small chance they could catch me in my lies.Would Maisie understand if I just told her the truth?
Maisie: Hell yes, we are! Did you give Colin that WAP last night?
Me: You’re disgusting. Lol I’ll see you soon.
“Sorry, that was Maisie. I forgot we’re having breakfast this morning. Can you drop me off at my apartment? I kind of need to hurry. I think she’s waiting on me,” I ask with a wince. I’d much rather stay here.
“Yeah, of course,” Knox replies. “Did she ask where you were?”
“Yeah, I told her I was with Colin,” I nod.
He sighs at my flimsy excuse, and I see bits of jealousy raging in his eyes. “Phoebe… We need to come up with a better excuse than that. At some point, she’s going to find out you weren’t with Colin.”
“I know, I agree. I just don’t really have time to map out a plan right now. She’s going to get even more suspicious if I don’t get home in the next twenty minutes,” I reply, sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed.
“Bee…” Knox stands, cupping my face in his hands and placing his forehead to mine. “I need one more minute with you before we go back to the real world. I’m going to be working overtime this week to prepare for NYC, so I’ll probably only see you at practice.” He takes a deep breath and an even larger sigh. “Fuck, it’s going to be hell waiting to be alone with you until next weekend.”
“It will all be worth it, though,” I whisper, rising up on my tiptoes to press my mouth to his. A deep groan vibrates through Knox’s chest as my tongue brushes against his. We stand there for what feels like hours, devouring each other's mouths, not wanting to let go.
One more week. Just one more week until we can be together again.
TWENTY-ONE
KNOX
God, I’ve missed her.I’ve seen Phoebe at practice every day, but I haven't been able to touch her, hold her, or feel her soft lips against mine. I’m like a kid who’s been eagerly anticipating Christmas morning. It’s been difficult to stay focused on work; I’ve been so excited to be with her this weekend. I’m so thankful it’s finally here.
Phoebe looks so damn cute as she walks towards my Jeep. Her blonde hair is falling in waves down her back, flowing in the wind as she rolls her suitcase my way. She’s dressed for the fall in NYC in an oversized beige sweater, leggings, and black boots. An excited smile stretches across her face, getting wider with each step towards me. She’s carrying a puffy winter coat in her arms that looks half as big as her. She must see me chuckle, because she sticks her tongue out and arches her brows. I smirk and blow her a kiss through the window in response.
Instead of pulling into the apartment parking lot, I decided to park behind the building. It’s not like we can be discreet about putting her luggage in my car in broad daylight. We’re already taking so many risks by doing this, but I don’t give a damn. I've been so antsy for Phoebe to meet my family, I’ve barely slept. I told my parents I’m bringing her with me, but they have no idea she’s one of my athletes. I’m sure they’ll immediately notice that she’s younger than me, but that won’t phase them. I mean, my momisten years younger than my dad. I plan to tell my parents about how Phoebe and I met this weekend, but I just wanted it to be the right time. I already reminded my sister a million times to stay quiet until I’ve had a chance to speak with them.
My sister’s having a hard time keeping it to herself because she’s so ecstatic to meet Phoebe. I called Willow last week and told her about our relationship. She’s now the only person who knows we finally decided to stop fighting our feelings and give this relationship a chance. Once I bought our plane tickets and reality set in, I was overwhelmed with excitement that Phoebe agreed to come. If I thought I was excited, though, I’ve got nothing on Willow. She practically screamed through the phone when I told her.
“Oh my God, Knoxy! I’m so fucking happy for you!” I could hear the smile in her voice. “You sound so chipper, like you’re finally smiling again. I’m just glad you came to your senses. Icannotwait to meet her!”
She squealed in my ear the whole time.
“Hey, you,” Phoebe calls with a smile as rolls her suitcase over to me.
“Hey,” I reply, not wanting to give too much away in case someone’s nearby.
I hop out of the driver's seat and swiftly grab her luggage. After securing her suitcase in the back, I open the passenger door with a wink as she steps up into my Jeep. Once I make it back around to the driver's seat, I shut my door and look around to make sure no one’s watching. Once I’m confident the coast is clear, I’m on her in an instant. I know it would be smart to wait until we land in New York, but I can’t hold back any longer. I can’t go another second without touching her.
“Hi, baby,” I smile, reaching across the center console and cradling her face in my hands.
“Hi,” she beams, brushing her nose against mine.
“Come here,” I whisper against her lips, pulling her mouth to mine.
We swallow each other's groans the second our tongues collide, and I tangle my hands in her silky hair, tugging her as close to me as possible.She tastes so goddamn good.I tilt her head, allowing me deeper access to her mouth. When she moans and sucks on my tongue, my dick twitches in my jeans.
“Mmmm,” I groan, reluctantly tearing my mouth away from hers. “If you keep kissing me like that, we’ll definitely miss our flight.” I place a gentle kiss to her forehead and shift the gear into drive.
“I missed you,” she says, linking her fingers with mine.
“I missed you too, Bee,” I reply, giving her hand a tight squeeze.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” she asks with more enthusiasm than I’ve seen from her in a while.
