Page 96 of Play Maker

We pulled out our phones and began typing.

“I can’t find anything on his socials,” I whispered.

“Me neither.”

“What about his parents?” Jace asked.

I thought about that. “Yeah, let me call them.”

I searched my contacts and found their info. My hand was shaking when I tapped on their number. It went right to voicemail.

“Hey, Mr. Pearson, this is Axel Lund calling. I’m trying to reach Preston but he’s not responding. Can you please call me back? Thanks.”

I hung up and glanced at Jace. “I could also reach out to some of our high school classmates.”

“It’s a start.”

“Okay,” I paused and nudged him. “Aside from that, there’s something important we need to talk about.”

“What’s that?”

“When can we meet up?” I asked. “Your room?”

“What about Finn?”

“Let’s get him to swap,” I suggested. “It’s only one night.”

“You know Coach and the rules. There’s got to be another way.”

Jace worried his lower lip as he worked on a solution. I so wanted to lean in and taste him. Fuck, it had been too long since we’d kissed, and I needed my fix.

“Don’t do that,” he hissed.

“Do what?”

“Look at me like that,” Jace reached down and adjusted himself. “Everyone’s gonna know what you’re thinking.”

“And what am I thinking?” I asked him, leaning closer, until we shared the same breath.

I should’ve been concerned about our teammates watching us, but suddenly I didn’t care.

Between Jace and the game tonight, I was riding a high that couldn’t be stopped.

“You want to do dirty, filthy things to my body,” he suggested.

“And the problem is?” I teased.

“Stop it, Ax. The last thing I need is a boner right before we head in for dinner.”

I glanced down at the bulge in his jeans and licked my lips.

“I know what I’m in the mood to devour.”

“Oh God,” Jace groaned, and it made me laugh.

Despite the bombshell my parents dropped on me tonight, being around Jace had me feeling right again.

“We need to be alone,” I confessed. “There’s got to be someplace, other than our room, where we can meet up.”

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