Page 8 of Overdue Feelings
“Creek.” He called her name, and she paused before turning to look at him. I watched as their eyes locked, and all of their history, hell our history, passed between them in a second. I couldn’t lie, I felt that shit in my chest from outside the door. I wanted to bust in there and shut any chance of her going down memory lane down, but before I could she did what I needed her to do. She turned and dipped into her office like she wanted no parts of him.
He turned right as I pushed open the door and we both stopped. His eyes landed on me, full of regret.
“Wassup, Zae,” he said casually like we were best buds or some shit. I tilted my head as I stepped inside and let the door close behind me.
“You here to reap the benefits of the girl you left me to heal?”
“That’s not fair, Zae. I didn’t know y’all worked here. Hell, I didn’t even know y’all were together.”
I heard him, but I didn’t care about anything he had to say. It wasn’t fair when he broke our pact and left Creek to wake up naked and alone. It wasn’t fair when he didn’t so much as call to check in.
“Well, now you know. Keep yo’ distance. We not interested.”
He looked like he wanted to say something else, but I was done talking. I wasn’t trying to argue over some shit that happened over a decade ago. I’d made my peace with it already. That’s why he shouldn’t have shown up here. I walked past him without another word and headed straight to Creek’s office.
“You good?” I asked, stepping inside and locking the door behind me. Creek was by her desk, arms crossed, pacing.
“Yeah. He stayed in his little office, and I stayed in mine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She bit her lip and nodded again, just as I stepped in, hand brushing her waist like I needed to feel her. Feel that she was still mine. I could feel her body melt into mine. Her shoulders and face relaxed.
“I don’t know what to feel, Zae,” she admitted, shaking her head. “I really thought I was over it. Over him. But today… I wasn’t prepared for this. What is he doing back here?”
“I don’t know.” I shook my head.
“Why would he show up back here? Like he didn’t take my first time and vanish without so much as an in person goodbye. He was my best friend one day and then he was gone the next.” Her voice cracked, but she caught herself before any tears fell from her eyes.
“Say the word, Creek. You want me to make him leave? I will.”
“Nah. You don’t need to fight the ghosts of friendship past. I’ll be fine.” She looked up at me and laughed before showing her concern for me. “What about you? Are you okay? Ares was your best friend at one point in time too.”
“Yeah, I’m not gonna lie… it’s fucking with me a little bit. That was my brother once. The three of us had some good times together. I don’t know why he’s back here, but we been good without him, and we’ll be good with him here.”
“I know.”
“You know you mine, right?” I asked into her neck as I pulled her into me and kissed her slowly.
“Mmhm.”
“Do I need to remind you?”
She didn’t answer, but the way her hips tilted toward me and that moan escaped her lips told me everything I needed to know. Without hesitation, I backed her up against the desk.
“Did you lock the door?” She was already breathing heavily.
“Damn right I did.” I slid her cardigan down her arms and tossed it on the chair behind her desk. “You’ve been in here looking at that nigga all day.”
“Don’t start. I’m not checking for Ares.”
“I ain’t starting, baby. I’m finishing.” I kissed her again. This time harder, and realer. I lifted her onto the edge of her desk like I’d done a hundred times.
“I love you, Zae,” she whispered into my ear. “I’m yours. I don’t need a reminder.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” I pushed up her dress and pulled her panties to the side. Sliding two fingers in her, I dropped to my knees. Her body arched off the edge of that little library desk, ready for me.
“Pretty ass,” I grunted. My eyes locked on hers as I spread her thighs. Hooking one of her legs on my shoulder, I kissed the inside of it before latching on to her swollen clit with my mouth. My tongue moved slow and deliberate, circling her center like I had all the time in the world. As far as I was concerned, those kids could wait. I’m sure my assistant coach already had it covered. Zee knew what type of time I was on whenever I was late to tryouts. That was the perk of working with family.
