Page 70 of The Riskiest Move

“I’ve never done anal,” I say, laughing.

He thrusts his fingers into his hair. “Goddamn. You’re going to be the end of me.”

I suddenly remember my conversation with Autumn.

“He has no idea does he?”she’d asked.

“No idea about what?”

“That you’re going to ruin him for other women.”

I push the memory aside. I’m hardly some sexual goddess with a magical vagina. I’ve only been with a handful of guys, and my experiences with them weren’t nearly as hot as what just happened.Maybe I should be worried Cooper’s going to ruin me for other men.

I cover my mouth as I yawn. “I’m gonna sleep like a baby now.”

He rolls to his side, holding the phone close to his face. “Mmm, me too. I don’t think I have the strength to brush my teeth.”

“Get some sleep. You need it.”

He nods slowly. “I do. Tomorrow’s a big game. Especially after last week’s loss.”

“Stay positive. You guys will do great.”

“Thanks. That’s the plan.”

“Goodnight, boytoy.” I laugh. “It just occurred to me that now you’re literally my boytoy.”

He smiles sleepily. “You can call me whatever you want after what just happened. Goodnight.”

I disconnect the call and lie there, staring up at my ceiling. It doesn’t take long before I’m replaying every single hot moment that happened and turning my vibrator back on.

“Whew.I’m nervous. I hope this game goes well,” Autumn says, hugging a throw pillow to her chest.

“I’m hoping for a blowout this week. Cooper said this is a big game after last week’s loss.”

“Oh, Cooper was saying,” Autumn repeats, smirking. “When did he say this?”

“Last night.”

“You two spoke?”

“We FaceTimed.” I try to keep my expression neutral but my poker face sucks. Which is why I don’t play cards.

She presses her lips together, hitting me with a look of skepticism. “Is that what we’re calling it these days?”

I laugh. “We really did FaceTime, but we also did other stuff.”

“Spare me the dirty details and just tell me if it was hot.”

“Smoking fucking hot. A steaming pile of hot. A?—”

She holds up her hand, stopping me. “I get the picture. Are you sure you’re not enjoying this too much?”

“Isn’t that the whole point of sexual activities? If you’re not having fun, you shouldn’t be doing it.”

“Yeah, I guess. But Cooper’s got more going for him than ‘sexual activities.’ He’s good looking, smart, talented, nice. I could go on but I won’t.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to date him?” I tease.

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