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“That’s why it tasted like ass.”
“You know what ass tastes like?”
“I would if you’d let me get closer instead of pushing me away.”
I scoff at him. “Seriously, dude?” But also, he wants to do what now?
“Dude? I just had my tongue down your throat and am clearly interested in more with you.” He gestures to the tent in his gym shorts. The unabashed ownership of his erection makes me feel powerful. He wants me. Clearly. “You’re the one cock blocking me.”
“Shut up, Bryson.”
“No, you shut up.”
“UGH!” I toss my hands up into the air and let them fall to my sides. “Why are you pushing this?”
“Because you’re what's missing from my life!”
Chapter 15
Bryson
Clearing the sweat permeated air.
NowI’vegoneanddone it. That was too far. I shouldn’t have pushed it but, Jesus, the second my mouth captured hers I heard birds chirping as the heavens sang. Angels danced. Pigs took flight.
My body and soul need Josephine Hamilton.
Jo didn’t understand my issue with restarting at the beginning of the season but she might get it more than someone else.
And she’s the only other one here.
Even if the house was full I’d only want to be with Jo.
There isn’t a force strong enough to pull me from her again.
When I thought she hurt herself under the shattered light my heart stopped. I’ve been in plenty of tense moments. Have experienced my share of pain. But my body has never been gripped with fear like that before.
I thought only lady hockey had my heart.
No, Jo Hamilton has the precious organ in the palm of her hand.
My nervous system settled into bliss as I kissed her. And, she fucking kissed me back before she pulled away. I can still see the desire in her dangerous green eyes.
We obviously have things we need to discuss. Grievances to air. And as soon as she has the opportunity to be distracted by her phone or her book or the chance to just drive away in a functioning vehicle we won't get the chance to talk. So this is it.
It is now or never. Final seconds on the clock when the game is tied. I need to take the shot and hope it finds the target.
"C'mon," I say as I start walking out of the room as nonchalantly as I can with a boner.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to show you where I hid the scissors."
I hear her footsteps pad behind me as I make my way to the front door. I open it and gesture for her to step in front of me. As she does her beautiful green eyes narrow and watch me suspiciously.
Okay, that's fair, this could easily be a trap. But I'm off that now. The game plan has changed. Instead of driving her insane with the intent to annoy her, I'm going to drive her insane with the intent to attract her.
Not arouse, because I've already done that and she pushed me away.
