Page 95 of All In
My gaze went back to the photo of the brothers, then returned to Theo sleeping. I clutched the sheets to my naked body, waiting to see which feeling was going to hit me first. The one Yvonne said held the truth.
But my eyes landed on the clock radio next to Theo’s bedside and a jolt of panic tore through me.
“Teddy! My flight! Shit…”
Theo bolted upright.
“What? Your flight…” He blinked sleepily at the clock, his hair a tousled mess. “What time is your flight?”
“7:45,” I said. I glanced around frantically for my clothes. “Oh my God, that meeting. I’m going to miss that meeting…”
“Shit.” Theo threw off the bed sheets and drew on a pair of jeans, as I raced out of his room.
In the kitchen I found my clothes lay in a heap on the floor. I dressed quickly as Theo came in, grabbing for his wallet and keys.
“Is there a later flight?” he asked, helping me zip up my dress.
“Yes, but mine is the only one that’s direct. All the others have long layovers and wouldn’t get me back in Louisiana until tomorrow morning.” I stopped, staring at the digital clock on the stove. “I’m going to miss that meeting with Sony.”
“No.” Theo took my face in his hands. “We’ll make it. I’ll get you there, Kace. I swear.”
We hurried down to his truck and Theo raced us to my hotel where I had only time enough to grab my suitcase. Then on to McCarran where I’d embark on a cross-country Flight of Shame in a wrinkled dress, with Theo all over me. No shower. No time to wash my face. It seemed to like no time at all from waking in his bed to my hurried departure.
On the drive to McCarran, Theo’s eyes were intent on the road, driving fast as he dared with cool precision, weaving expertly in and out of the lean Sunday morning traffic. He glanced at me sideways, then did a double-take, his brows coming together. Without taking his eyes off the road, he reached over to touch my lower lip. I felt the little sting of a cut on my bottom.
“Shit, I did that…”
“It’s not just you.” I reached over to touch the small bruises and bite marks on his neck. “We got a little carried away. God, did we ever.” I shook my head, turned to watch the road race by beneath us. “We haven’t talked. We haven’t figured out…anything.”
Theo kept silent, his eyes on the road and dropping now and then to glance at the clock, racing the minutes.
I bit my lip. “What are we doing? Is it commiseration? Comfort? No one gets it but us…No one understands what we went through…Is that it?”
Theo’s jaw muscles clenched.
“Or was it just an insane sexual attraction we seem to have? Just sex—”
“It wasn’t just sex,” Theo said, his eyes hard. “What Oscar said was bullshit. I’m not like that. I haven’t been with anyone since…” He bit off his words.
“Since when?”
“Since Great Basin.”
My head shot up. “Wait… Great Basin?”
He nodded.
I stared. “When? The time that we all went…?”
“Yes.”
“You were with Holly…” Memories flooded back. “No, you broke up with Holly. Right in the middle of the trip.”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Teddy…” I gave my head a little shake. “And that was the last time you were with another woman?”
“I didn’t sleep with Holly in Great Basin. The night before, maybe, but not while we were up there.”
