Page 19 of Lucky Laces
She clears her throat, brow furrowing.“Is everything okay?”she asks quietly.
Because I’m fucking staring again.
Because she all but invited me to leave but I’m still sitting here.
“Sorry,” I mutter, shoving to my feet and moving to the door, feeling like a fucking lumbering giant as I get close to her.“Just tired,” I add by way of explanation.“I’ll be good by next practice though.”
Her expression smooths.“Of course,” she says.“It’s been a long couple of days.”
Said likeshe’shad a long couple of days too.
And the shadows beneath her eyes support that.
What’s happened?
Is it shit with the team?Shit I’ve contributed to?
Fuck.
I open my mouth?—
Her phone buzzes on her desk, and she steps back from the door.“I’ll let you get out of here, Huddy.”
That does something to me.
No, notsomething.
Her soft voice calling me my nickname wraps invisible fingers around my cock and strokes.
“See ya,” I rasp, bobbing my head at her like an idiot as I start to step out into the hall.
Stupid.
So goddamned stupid.Hopeless.Pathetic.
Stupid.
Christ.
I can’t do this.
“Huddy?”
Heart leaping, I stop, glance over my shoulder.
She opens her mouth.
But I never do hear her question…
Because that moment, the world starts violently shaking.
Seven
Diana
One second,I’m thinking that I’m missing something, that there’s a piece to the situation with Hudson that doesn’t quite add up.
The next…
