Page 11 of Remember Me

Then, Alyssa leaned forward, reaching for the tissues so she could start to clear up the mess.

She was efficient and focused and if I wasn’t used to the routine, I might’ve taken it personally. As she carefully eased off of me, I pulled a few more tissues out and helped her clean up.

When I say helped, I really meant I was savoring every last second of touching her.

“I know what you’re doing,” she said dryly.

And yeah, I wasn’t even sorry, so I shrugged. “Just making sure you’re all clean down there.” I dropped my gaze to my hand and said, “Actually... you know what? I might need a closer inspection.”

She laughed, pushing my shoulders back onto the seat as she sat in her own. “You are going nowhere near me. We have to get off your father’s driveway before you give the entire security team a live show.”

She rolled the window back up, pointedly.

“You’re right,” I said, reaching for a few tissues and giving myself a half-assed wipe. Just enough not to look like I’d been balls-deep inside my girl five minutes ago. “So now that we’ve got that out of our system, are you ready to catch our flight?”

“You act likeIinitiated this after-lunch session,” she quipped, side-eying me while fixing her hair in the mirror.

“You’re acting like you didn’t love every fucking second of it.”

She huffed, grabbing another tissue. “I need a shower. I can’t meet your friends like this, and you can’t meet your friends with that.” She waved her hand over my now ruined pants. It was just another pair I’d have to throw out because of our sexcapades.

“We’ll take a shower on the plane. We have plenty of time to make you look a little less like you’ve been fucked on our way there.”

“We’re going to see Jackson and Thea before that.”

“So? Those two are always messy. They can handle a little of our messiness.”

I kissed her lips as she rolled her eyes. “I’ll drive.”

I climbed out of the car and as I adjusted my belt and pants and then opened the door for Alyssa. Once I helped her in the front seat, I looked directly at the security camera and winked, leaving my father with just enough hints to know exactly what we’d been doing, but not enough for him to see how good Alyssa looked when she came all over me.

That view was mine alone.

Alyssa was attempting to press out the wrinkles of her dress when I scooted into the front seat beside her. If it weren’t for that and her smeared lipstick, she’d look like she was ready for a formal dinner.

“So, do you think they’ll play Tanner as QB1 tonight?” Alyssa asked as I pulled out of my father’s drive and headed for the highway, ready to pick up Tanner’s sister and her boyfriend.

“I have no idea what they’ll do with the low-rent, redneck version of Thor.” Was I being an ass? Of course. Tanner was an excellent player, and I had no doubts the Crossbills would used him to their advantage tonight. Was I willing to praise him for that fact? No.

Alyssa laughed. “You still holding a grudge over the fact he took your spot at Covey U?”

I kept my eyes trained on the road as I slid my hand up her thigh. When my thumb grazed the hem of her pink skirt, she swatted me away.

“Careful, Alyssa. Remember, I have the ability to withhold orgasms if you aren’t careful.”

“Pfft. Please. I know for a fact you’re already thinking about when we’re going to do it the next time.”

She had a point. There wasn’t a moment in life when I wasn’t thinking about when I could next sink into the woman who was my wife in every way but name.

“I mean, honestly, poor Benny has had to listen to your grunts on too many occasions.”

“Oh, please.” I rolled my eyes at Alyssa who had a soft spot for our head contractor, Benny. He was way too handsome to be on the team. An ex-athlete, no less, which judging by her current taste in guys, made him exactly Alyssa’s type. Honestly, I should’ve fired him the second I saw how well they worked together, but good contractors who could restore properties to a high standard were hard to come by in California, and Benny was a solid guy. So he stayed. Which meant I had to stay sharp too and make sure he knew exactly who Alyssa belonged to. “At this point, I’m almost certain he scouts us out because he knows I give him a huge bonus every time he hears us.”

“Either way, we are not subjecting our friends to the same kind of treatment. That means no sex on the jet.”

“Not even a little fingering?”

“No, and no sneaking off during the game to find a room.”

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