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His hand smoothed over my hip. “I don’t want you to feel bad about this. I didn’t want to push you.”

“You didn’t. I was totally on board. Just…trying to wrap my head around it.”

“You change your mind? Regret it?”

I shook my head again. “That felt too good to regret. But just a few weeks ago, you were like Darth Vader to me.” Might as well use a simile in Josh’s wheelhouse.

He frowned. “I hope you’re not saying you’re Luke Skywalker.”

We both said “Eeewww” together.

“Let’s pretend I was Leia.”

“Not any better.”

“Sorry, my brain isn’t working right.”

Josh grinned at me. “I sexed your brain too hard.”

I slapped at him with one hand. “That’s not a thing.”

He cuddled up against me. “Is too.”

“Dork.”

He wrapped an arm around me. “Is it okay to snuggle?”

We hadn’t had much chance to do that in high school. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”

He shrugged. “I don’t want anything to spoil this. It was pretty good.”

“Just pretty good?” I made my voice teasing, but for me, that had been something extra. Was it just another fuck for him?

He leaned up on one arm to meet my gaze, hair ruffled, lips still slightly swollen, eyes warm and serious. “I don’t want you to freak, but it was…it was incredible. Except for the Darth Vader incest talk.”

I shoved him. “I admit, that was a mistake. Let it go before I have to bleach my brain.”

He grinned, then leaned forward and kissed me. I melted into the mattress, my body willing to try another round. “I can distract you. Make sure your brain doesn’t need bleaching.”

I moved my hand down his side, noticing the twitch that told me he was still ticklish there. I slid my hand to his back, pulling him against me.

“Distract me.”

Josh

When I woke up in the morning it took a minute to figure out where I was. Not my own bed. Not a hotel. This was someone’s room—then I felt Katie in the bed behind me and a big smile crossed my face.

Yes. I had Katie again.

After round two, we’d gone back to the kitchen to salvage dinner. Fortunately, she’d turned off the stove so nothing was burned or on fire. We ate food that was probably good, but I didn’t care what I was eating. Just that she was sitting across from me and smiling at me while her hair was messed up from our time together. Having sex.

I’d wanted a repeat. But first, food.

We’d talked about everything and nothing while we ate. Then we went back to her room and did it again, till we fell asleep together.

Things were looking up. The team had beaten Minnesota, which meant there was no need for a trade, and Katie and I were us again.

I checked the time. I should get going, since I had practice. I lingered, watching her sleep. I hadn’t been able to do that before, back in high school. Unlike when she fell asleep in the chair at my place, she looked comfortable. Relaxed. Her hair trailed over the pillow behind her head, one hand under her cheek as she lay on her side, turned toward me. The covers were pulled tightly up to her neck, but I knew she was naked underneath.

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