Page 50 of Revenge Puck

“Oh,” she says. The disappointed in that one word has me rethinking everything.

No. That’s just my dick trying to take over control of my entire body.

Trying to explain myself better, I tell Elle, “While I would love to spend the rest of the day worshipping you, if I get on my knees, I know I’ll get too excited and there won’t be any stopping my dick from exploding. I need that…edge in the game if we’re going to win.”

“Then, I guess I should go.”

I nod my head, even if I wish she would stay and…what? Stay on the other side of the room so I’ll keep my hands and other body parts to myself?

“Thanks for dinner and dessert, and that…” she trails off, her face flushed.

“You’re welcome for all of it.”

There’s a pause for a long moment and we just look at each other.

“Ah, Preston?”

“Yeah, cupcake?”

“I can’t leave until you let me.”

That’s when I finally realize that I’m still pressing her to the door, my chest brushing her luscious breasts.

“Sorry,” I mutter, forcing my bare feet to take two steps back so she can go.

“Good luck tonight. Try not to get ejected,” Elle says softly, giving me a small smile before she turns around, opens the door, and slips out.

15

Elle

Ican’t believe how stupid I am.

Letting things go so far, nearly sleeping with Preston, after sleeping in the same bed with him, wasn’t smart.

I should be happy that he stopped things before they went any further. He’s leaving tonight. If things had gone any further, I probably would’ve regretted it as soon as he stepped on that bus and disappeared from my life for good.

I definitely should not be thinking about how Christian never had any rules about not having sex right before a game while staring at the salon windows and drinking a giant cup of coffee.

“Morning!” Audrey says cheerfully when she strolls through the door.

“Morning,” I mutter from where I’m slumped in my salon chair, spinning in slow circles between sips.

“So, how was your dinner date?” she asks while flipping on all the lights in the building that I forgot.

“Fine.”

“Fine? That’s a lie if I’ve ever heard one. How was it really? And why do you look like something the cat dragged in?” Audrey asks when she returns to the front.

“Do I look that bad?” I ask, glancing down at my three-quarter length white and pink dress.

“You look adorable, as always. I was referring to your drooping shoulders, frown, and the constant chair spinning. You look sad. Did Preston upset you? If so, I will figure out a way to kick his big ass all the way out of town.”

“No. Well, yes, he’s sort of responsible. I was irresponsible.”

Audrey’s steps are loud as she marches over to my chair and grabs the armrests to spin it around to face her. “Spill, Elle. What happened?”

“We went to dinner at Vivace.”

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