Page 71 of A Game Of Choice


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Bennett just smiles and shakes his head. “Bennett!” my dad, Brody, shouts. “Go do some homework before supper.”

“Ah, man,” he mutters. “Thanks for playing,” he tells Bishop, tossing the controller on the couch.

“Any time.”

“Really?” Bennett looks up at him with bright eyes.

“Yeah, of course. I’ll get this one to start inviting me over more,” he jokes, hooking a thumb at me.

“Awesome,” Bennett says before running off. “Bye!”

“Later, dude!” Bishop shouts back with a chuckle.

I cross my arms from my seat on the couch, across from where he’s sitting on the chair. He looks over at me and laughs. “What?”

I raise a brow. “You make it seem like I never invite you over here. You know you're always welcome. Like my dad said, you're practically family.”

He nods his head and sighs, running a hand through his dark hair. “I know. And I miss it. I love hanging out here. Don’t get me wrong, I love my own family, but it’s always loud over there and my mom kind of scares me,” he snickers.

“Your mom is a doll.” I roll my eyes but smile too.

“Yeah, to you. She loves you. Do you know how many times she asked me when I was going to stop messing around and make you my wife?” He shakes his head with a huff.

My brows jump and my belly swoops. “I’m sorry, what?”

He looks at me, eyes going wide before looking away and... do I see a blush on his cheeks? Interesting. “Nothing. She just likes you enough that she’s trying to make you a part of the family any way she can. I’m sure if my sister liked girls, she would try to get her to lock you down too.”

I don’t miss the way he won’t keep eye contact.

“How about we go for a swim?” I suggest, standing up.

“Sure. I could swim.”

We head out to the pool house, and Bishop follows me in. “So, this is what it looks like in here now; I heard you and Bee took it over after we left for SVU.” He looks around the bedroom-like space that I have decked out in everything book related.

“It’s my getaway from all of the testosterone inside the main house.” I head over to the little dresser in here that I use to keep my swimsuits and a change of clothes. I grab a bikini out of the top drawer before squatting to grab a pair of guy’s trunks from the bottom drawer. “Here, these should fit.” I toss them at him.

“Thanks,” he says, catching them.

He hangs them over the desk chair, and grabs at the hem of his shirt, pulling it off over his head. My eyes widen as I take in his naked, tattooed chest.

Ah... What is he doing? Is he about to change right here in front of me? What is it with this man randomly wanting to get naked? My body heats as my eyes drop to his shorts as he goes to take them off.

“Bishop!” I shout and his eyes snap up to mine. I blink at him in shock. His lips part and he looks down at his body before looking back up at me as realization of what he was about to do dawns on his face. “Shit, sorry, Lills.” He laughs. “It’s just a habit.”

I narrow my eyes. “You just want me to see you naked, don’t you?” I accuse him in a joking manner.

But this is Bishop we're talking about, and I should have known how he was going to play this. He turns to face me, a slow wicked grin taking over his face. “You know what, you got me, Lilly. I’ve been wanting to, dreaming about stripping down, and having you see me naked.”

“Bishop,” I say in a warning tone, but he just grins wider, his hands going to his shorts.

“What? It’s true.” He starts to pull his shorts down, his eyes daring me to look away. But for some reason, I can’t. “I’ve been dying to show you my big, fat—” He pops the button on his shorts and pushes them down enough that I can see the trimmed dark hair above his junk, and holy shit, I think he’s going to call my bluff. “Cock.”

“I’m going to change in the bathroom,” I squeak, clutching my bikini to my chest as I spin around and take off running into the bathroom.

I slam the door shut as the fucker starts laughing. Closing my eyes, I take a few deep breaths, willing my heart to relax.

I’m not blind, I’ve always thought Bishop was cute, and as we got older, I knew he was hot. He has an athletically toned body and clearly works out at the gym. He got his tattoos before going off to SVU, unlike Toby, so I've spent more than a time or two admiring them.

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