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“I wish it wasn’t,” she admits.

With little to no sleep, I’m going to be exhausted after the game tonight. Whatever. Lola is totally worth it.

“I don’t want the night to end,” I confess.

“I don’t want the day to begin,” she counters because she has a shitty day ahead of her.

“Fall asleep with me for a few hours, baby. We can put off the inevitable for a bit longer.” All I want to do is protect her from the reality of moving out of the apartment she lived in with her cheating knucklehead of an ex.

“I’d like that.” Nodding she lets out a yawn.

Rolling us over, I lay her against the mattress and reluctantly pull my cock out of her body, move onto my side, then pull the covers up over us as if using them as a barrier to keep the rest of the world out.

Wrapped around her, her pussy full of my cum, I fall asleep and dream about her being mine to keep for more than just one night.

CHAPTER NINE

Lola

I wake up in Jordy Miller’s bed, engulfed in a giant bear hug, dried cum between my thighs. I don’t want to move.

I want to stay here.

Being here with him feels incredible.

Right.

I might never want to leave.

CHAPTER TEN

Jordy

Having been at Lola’s place to pick up her things, I’m driving her to Wade’s house to get her settled in.

In record time, Lola had her clothes, photos, and all of her personal belongings stacked safely inside my truck. She’s nothing but efficient.

And strong.

I’m so proud of her for not breaking down when we entered the apartment filled with memories of her broken relationship.

She was more angry than upset as she dashed around the place, muttering words of annoyance under her breath toward Graham. I’m relieved that she has her belongings and that she’ll be inside a gated estate.

Drumming my fingertips on my thigh in time to the song that’s playing in my truck. The same song that played while Lola screwed my dick raw and I now have imprinted into my brain forever.

Last night was fucking great.

Best night I’ve had in a long time.Maybe ever.

Having only ever slept with Sienna, I thought it would feel weird, but it didn’t.

I’m almost ashamed to admit it, but it was better than it ever felt with Sienna.

She always seemed distracted and stuck in her own head. With Lola, she let herself go, trusted me.

I steal a glance at her side profile.

Something is happening between us.

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