Page 15 of The Rebound
All too soon, she pulls back with a devilish giggle and slowly chews the fruit. And just when I think I’m about to cream my pants, her tongue darts out from between her glossy lips to catch a droplet of sticky nectar from her chin.
Fucking hell. That was hotter than any blow job I’ve ever gotten.
“You’re right. That’s delicious,” Kinley says with a satisfied hum before she turns away from me, swaying her hips as she walks down the grassy aisle to peruse the other stands.
I know I’m standing dumbstruck with a half-eaten plum steadily dripping down my arm, but I can’t seem to make my feet budge. Pretty sure the moment I do, my growing hard-on is gonna make it really difficult to walk.
Kinley turns around, a smirk on those sexy lips. “You coming?”
Goddamn. This woman knows exactly what she’s doing.
I slide a couple of dollars onto the stand and follow her lead. I can’t wait to see what she’ll do with a cucumber.
• • •
It’s been a minute since I’ve seen the guys, so when Alex texts the group chat asking if anyone is up for a few rounds at the golf simulator downtown, I’m the first to respond.
Once I’ve dropped Kinley off at home and helped her unload our market haul, I check my phone for the address. When my gaze lands on a text in the group chat, my jaw tightens at the name. It’s Reeves, saying he’ll be there. I guess my number one fan is back from the Gulf of Mexico.
Well, I’ve been nothing but a Precious Moments angel since our fun little chat about my behavior. He won’t have any reason to give me shit tonight. At least, he’d better not.
After I pay for parking, I find the place nestled between a restaurant and a sports equipment store. My clubs clink together in the bag slung over my shoulder as I descend the steps into the underground space. Alex and Tate wave to me from a collection of sofas in front of a giant screen that features a virtual course.
“Hey, man, glad you could come,” Alex says, clapping me on the back twice.
Tate lifts a bottle of beer in greeting. “We just ordered a few buckets—you want a drink?”
I contemplate the offer, but knowing that Reeves could show at any second, I decide not to press my luck. “Nah, I’m good. What round are you on?”
One by one, the guys arrive with their clubs, and soon we’re a party of five sprawled across three couches. I forgot how loud we can be when we’re all together. Some might say we’re a chatty bunch, shooting the shit like we do. Even Reeves is laughing, which is a bit out of character for him.
Speaking of which, Reeves has a tan. Good for him. I wonder if all that time in the sun thawed the frigid tundra of his soul. I notice him clock me over Lucien’s shoulder as they swap vacation stories, and his smile settles into a frown.
Figures.
“Hey, man, how’s it going?” I ask as he approaches me, his arms crossed over his chest.
“I’m good. The Gulf was awesome. I tried kiteboarding for the first time,” he says, pausing before asking, “What have you been up to?”
There it is. The question on everyone’s lips.What havoc has Saint wreaked lately?
“Oh, you know. Just keeping it simple.”
“Good.” The way he says it is almost like a threat.
The hairs on the back of my neck start to bristle as I feel conflict brewing. “What, you don’t believe me?”
A muscle jumps in his jaw. “I haven’t seen anything in the tabloids since I got back, and neither has Coach. So either you’re doing what you were told, or you’re keeping it all under the table. Time will tell, I guess.”
Doing what you were told.Like I’m some child who needs to be disciplined. This fucker knows he’s getting on my last nerve, and yet he still keeps pushing my buttons.
“Yeah, all my debauchery is real hush-hush now,” I say, waggling my eyebrows and placing one finger perpendicular to my lips. “Don’t tell Dad, okay?”
Reeves sighs deeply, as if I’m the cause of all of his problems. “You know that if I learn anything,anythingat all, I have to tell Coach. And if I tell Coach, then—”
“I’m suspended, yeah. I heard you loud and clear the first time,” I grumble, shaking my head. I sound like a damn teen arguing with my parent about getting grounded.
Fuck this.
